"Uh-hm," the raven sombrely nodded, tapping her teal and yellow nails on her white laptop. "I'll give Murphy a call about it and see if she's interested-"

Her ringtone, a snippet from Miss A's hit, "Only You" jingled obnoxiously in the otherwise quiet office. She looked at the ID and stood up, heading out in a hurry. "What a coincidence."

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Murphy's attention was caught by an array of USB adapter cables in the display case next to the cashier and skipped her merry way over, lilac eyes wide with awe.

"Uh, boss?"

"Don't mind me. Just tell Fletcher what you want to tell me," came her jovial response. A female attendant cautiously walked over and tilted her body to the side, her lusciously chesnut-coloured hair cascading.

"Hi, can I help you?"

"Huh- oh, yeah. How much are these?"

The two began chattering amongst themselves.

Marvin, on the other hand, seeing that his usual customer (info broking-wise) was preoccupied, looked less interested in the matter at hand. He sat back down in his seat and opened an unsealed container, semi-transparent- and began using his chopsticks to scarf down the remaining Mee Goreng he ordered takeaway for lunch.

The guy who made fun of Marvin was busy ushering an elderly couple in, probably set on conning them into buying a few things to raise his own commission.

"So," Marvin ruffled his mop of unevenly dyed brown hair behind his hair, looking up at Fletcher like the latter was excess junk, "Colleague, zit? Never see you before. Which state you from? Kedah? You look like Ipoh guy, actually ... you know what Ipoh guys are like?"