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about to do that. But I think he was having problems paying attention.”
    Jeff blushed. Clarice and I both laughed kindly laughs.
    I said, “Well, why don’t you give Jeff a tour of the house? By the time you’re finished, lunch should be ready.”
    “Yes, Danielle.” She headed back up the hall with him, talking all the way.
    A little while later, Jeff was back in the kitchen. An empty bowl sat before him.
    Naomi came over to him and said, “Are you finished with that, sugar?”
    Jeff looked at her and smiled. “Yeah, I am, Naomi.”
    “That’s a very clean bowl. You must have been hungry.”
    “You’re right, I was hungry. And it was really good. Thank you.”
    Naomi fairly beamed at him. “My pleasure, sugar.” Touching his shoulder, she took his bowl and returned to the kitchen.
    Rather rudely, Tyrone pushed a contract across the table towards Jeff.
    “What’s this?”
    “A non-disclosure agreement. Don’t you know what that is?”
    “I know what that is.”
    Tyrone said, “We have all our people who work for us to sign a non-disclosure agreement. Don’t want the celebrity shows getting wind of Danielle’s plans.”
    Jeff gave him a steady look, appearing slightly insulted. “Have you read my resume, Mr. Williams?”
    “Well, no, but even if I had…”
    “If you had, you would know that I’ve done work for the Navy, Marine Corps, and the Air Force with their flight testing program. Work so highly classified it makes me want to laugh out loud at how seriously you take all this Hollywood entertainment stuff.”
    Tyrone, meanwhile, looked seriously offended at having been called out and chastised. “My apologies. I still had to cover all the legalese.”
    “I understand. But don’t worry, I can keep secrets. As I’ve said before.”
    That’s when I said, “Feel free to look over the contract before you sign it, Jeff. But I think you’ll find everything is in order.”
    And so he did. Very carefully. The next few minutes were spent in silence while he flipped pages and put his initials on every line next to every item. Finally he put the pen down and slid the contract back across the table to Tyrone. “Okay, I’m in. What’s next?”
    I said, “Well, now that we’ve finally gotten all the formalities out of the way, make yourself at home and relax, because the work begins tomorrow.”
    Jeff smiled, although it didn’t reach his eyes. “Sounds good.”
    “Dinner is at six if you would like to join me this evening.”
    “I would like that.”
    I stood up. “Very good. Don’t hesitate to ask Clarice if there’s anything you need.”
    “Thank you, Danielle.”
    My voice chilled slightly as I turned to face my manager. “Tyrone, may I speak with you privately for a moment?”
    “Yes, of course, Danielle.”
    I spun around on the ball of my foot and left the kitchen, walking like I had somewhere to go, heels clicking quickly but not too fast. From there I went down the hall and into my private office. I didn’t bother to check if he had followed. I assumed he did.
    “You wanted to see me, Danielle?”
    As I went behind my desk and faced Tyrone, I couldn’t keep my voice from cooling further. “Yes, I did. Please close the door.”
    A vaguely concerned look was on his face as he did so.
    I waited until the door clicked shut. “Tyrone, do you have any problems with the way I do business?”
    “What are you talking about?”
    “Let me be more specific. Do you have any problems with the consultant I hired?”
    “No, Danielle, of course not. But did you see the way he acted? And did you see the way Naomi was fawning over him? It’s sickening.”
    “That’s enough .”
    Tyrone shut up, thankfully.
    “Tyrone, this is business . If you can’t leave your prejudices at the door and be able to work with everyone I hire regardless of their race, then I can’t have you working for me. Do you hear me?”
    He swallowed and blinked, chastised. “Yes. I hear you, Danielle.”
    “I hope