Jocelyn managed to control her giggling, “I am glad to hear that you are alright.” She was still looking at the stack of papers that had appeared on her desk as James and her was at lunch. She gave a heavy sigh as she flipped threw the stack. “Oh James,” she said with a hint of desperate tone came out and she still remained to look at a certain piece of paper. “I don’t think I understand this,” she said looking up to him. She set the stack down and grabbed the piece on top standing up. Walking over to her desk she sighed once more.