... of course her advice was sensible. Althea eyed the glass and rubbed a smudge off of it, shooting an absent-minded smile over her shoulder at Tasha where the two sisters sat not far away.

Conversation. Tasha was apparently terrible at it and had no idea what a segue was. Seemed a random question to her, but she answered it nonetheless as she poured her glass of water. "No, I haven't had time." Because, you know, she worked really hard. Obviously.

Work hard, play hard of course.

...

The surprising part was that Althea didn't drop the glass or spill even a drop of water. If she'd missed it when Izzy said it --and she hadn't-- then she'd sure as hell have heard it when Tasha did.

She simply drank her water, then in very precise movements, washed the glass out, dried it, and put it away again, then she walked back over to the couches and looked at Isobel.

"Congratulations." Clipped tones. "And since we're sharing, I'm dating Dash Scabior."

She forced a smile, eyes on Isobel. Thea had known... it had been obvious, it was just that... well.

"Enjoy the rest of your day, ladies." Because hers was ruined. Althea left the breakroom, walking briskly back to her office and shutting the door behind her with a bang.

Screw it. She'd knock off early.