Tanya met Meg on the phone when she got downstairs.

“Okay, keep me posted,” Meg said to the person on the phone before disconnecting.

She sighed in exasperation as she pulled out a chair from the mini-meeting seating arrangement set off to one side of the living room.

“That bastard is driving me crazy,” Meg muttered.

“Thank you,” Tanya said as she sat. “Has he done something else?” She asked with certainty that she wouldn't like whatever it was that Meg just heard.

“He got to Prime!” Meg said as she waved the standby staff over, with his cart of coffee and confectioneries. “I hear he is going to have...