After escorting a VIP out, Albert sank onto the couch for a breather.

He reached for a cigarette but thought better of it. Just then, his secretary Emma Messer, popped in. "Mr. Waston, Miss Green's here to see you. Should I send her in?"

Miss Green?

Albert's brow furrowed. "Do you mean Jessie?"

Emma grinned. "Yep, she's downstairs. Do you want to see her?"