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" We wrapped the museum project today! We sent off the last round of changes to the client around 4:00, and then Nate suggested we all go out for drinks to celebrate. When we got to the bar, he ordered a round of drinks on the company card, and then took his cell phone out of his pocket. &amp;quot;Do you guys mind if I invite Kim to join us?&amp;quot; he asked. &amp;quot;She has summer Fridays.&amp;quot; We murmured that we didn&amp;#039;t, and Nate got up from the table to make the call. &amp;quot;Who&amp;#039;s Kim?&amp;quot; I asked when Nate was out of earshot.  Tex and Molly shrugged, and then Dave chimed in. &amp;quot;Kim? Nate&amp;#039;s been dating her for about two months. Met her at an industry thing. I think she works for Miramax.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;How do you know that?&amp;quot; Molly asked. Dave, who will henceforth be known as the Silent Bob of the company, shrugged. When Nate returned, he suggested we invite whomever we felt like (with the caveat that he&amp;#039;d buy the first drink for everyone, but that was it), and everyone immediately began texting.  Ben wrote back immediately. &amp;quot;Impromptu meeting with old boss after work. Might have a job. Will stop by afterward if you&amp;#039;re still there. Talk soon.&amp;quot; So exciting! Ben hadn&amp;#039;t heard anything since he first met with his old boss, and after emailing her and getting no response, he had gotten discouraged.  Meg was the first significant other to arrive, and when I saw how long her hair had gotten, it hit me how long it had been since I&amp;#039;d seen her.  &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m a terrible friend!&amp;quot; I exclaimed as I hugged her. &amp;quot;So am I!&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;Let&amp;#039;s never be terrible friends again. I escorted Meg to the bar, and we played catch up. She&amp;#039;s been helping her best friend Tanya plan her wedding, and generally loving her job. She had some potential business news, too. &amp;quot;So we&amp;#039;re planning this special on the rainforest,&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;And we don&amp;#039;t have anywhere near the resources we need to do it. I told Ian we should hire Mammoth.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Uh, you know Nate and Ian are mortal enemies, right?&amp;quot; I reminded her. &amp;quot;Yes. They totally hate each other on a personal level. But I know that Ian at least respects Nate on a professional one.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;The feeling is not mutual.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Who cares? It&amp;#039;s not like Nate is going to turn down money. Plus, it&amp;#039;s not like they&amp;#039;ll have to actually work together. I&amp;#039;ll keep you posted.&amp;quot; As dubious as I was that Nate or Ian would be thrilled at the idea, the prospect of working with Meg on a project was a fun one. We headed back to the table, and Molly&amp;#039;s very tall, very skinny, and very adorable date had arrived. That dude is totally in a band, I thought to myself. &amp;quot;Everyone, this is Matthew. He&amp;#039;s in a band.&amp;quot; Ha! Nate&amp;#039;s lady friend arrived shortly after\u2013a lanky, super laid-back blond from New Mexico. They seemed perfect together. And Dave&amp;#039;s wife, Marie, is the polar opposite of Dave\u2013non-stop talker, big giggler, and totally adorable. Ben never showed, but when I got home, he called. &amp;quot;Well?!&amp;quot; I asked.  &amp;quot;She offered me a job.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;What is it?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Chief Technology Officer.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s amazing! Take it!&amp;quot; &amp;quot;There&amp;#039;s a catch\u2026&amp;quot; I waited for him to finish. &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s in North Carolina.&amp;quot; Oh. Yikes. Clearly we have a lot of talking to do. We made a date for tomorrow night to discuss. Posted at 10:01 PM "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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