Jenkinson's smiling, slightly flushed face appeared from behind the door as he walked into her office without asking.

"Eleanor!" he boomed. "What are you doing here? You're supposed to having fun at the party!"

"Mr. Jenkinson!" Eleanor, horrified at the intrusion and her predicament, could think of nothing to say, and stammered indecipherable words.

Jenkinson, again without asking, took a chair on the other side of her desk and sat down.

"Yes?" Jenkinson said, eyes wide and glistening. She caught a whiff of alcohol off his breath.

Eleanor thought fast.

"I was at the party for a while, and I was having fun, but I had a sudden idea for...