Overnight, Jenny mused over what Paul had told her. She couldn't stop thinking about him as she tossed and turned in bed.
"As long as you happy with yourself thats all that matters"
"Whats more important to me, my beat or how I feel, is that really what I want?"
"He has been taking more interest in me," she envisioned herself kissing him and blushed at the thought of being with him. "I'll do what I like, dispatch isn't so bad, and besides I get to eat my doughnuts."
She smiled to herself as she blushed and fell into a sound sleep of doughnuts and hunky arcanines.
Jenny strode into the office with a new sense of confidence, and two boxes of doughnuts. She slowly sipped her coffee as she walked toward her dispatch booth.
"Two boxes today tubby? Aren't you overdoing it?" Mark said as she walked by.
She completely ignored him and didn't bat an eye as she continued to walk. As usual she spotted Paul as she turned the corner.
"Hi Paul! How are you?" She cooed, trying her best to appear peppy and happy.
He turned to face her and greeted her with a warm smile, "I'm just fine, you certianly seem to be in a good mood today."
"Yea, I thought about what I said last night and I decided I'd do what made me happy, and this," She gestured to the box of doughnuts, "makes me happy, I'm not going to worry too much."
"Thats good," he looked down at his watch, "crap, I'm late, drop me a line sometime, ok?"
He hurried down the hall as Jenny stared at him and blushed as she realized what she was doing.
She continued the short distance to her station, opened a box and began to chow down as she got to work.
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