"Are you out of your mind?" I hollered.

"I should be asking you that. You're shirtless." He frowned and picked my shirt from the floor. 

"I could've caught the devil. Shit!" 

"Without a shirt? In the presence of our employees? You're crazy." He wore my shirt over my body. 

I sighed. "Sorry, I was only interested in catching her and forgot that another crazy person made me shirtless."

"Another crazy person? Seriously?" He rolled his eyes, buttoning my shirt for me. I could do that on my own but what was the point in arguing?

"We should get going."

— "but—" he glanced at his laptop.

"Can't you forget work...