Bab 183: Chapter 183: Tiffany, Part 2

Picking up my bags and the little bit of usable mail, I head toward the stairwell. "I'm gonna be upstairs now, away from the cesspool of germs."

"You know you just jinxed yourself," he calls after me.

"Took my Airborne this morning," I yell back with a laugh.

Okay that's a lie. But Caleb doesn't need to know that. It's too much fun getting a rise out of him. When I get to the sports office, Steve is already there.

"What are you doing here early?" I toss my bags on my desk and plop down in my chair.

"Wanted to make sure everything was set to go for the Cowboys game," he grumbles.

I don't like his tone. "And that put you in a bad mood?"

"No. Finding out today of all days our photog has been moved to news put me in a bad mood."

"Don't worry about it. Caleb and I got it worked out."

His looks at me and blinks, obviously not believing me. "What does that mean?"

I shrug. "Oh, ya know. We get fourth quarter footage and post-game interviews."