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�You don�t answer to me,� I pointed out.

Josh had Donna stay late�which meant she didn�t get to go home at all and only managed to get half an hour of sleep on CJ�s couch before she opened the Operations office again�to make up many, many charts outlining who Mandy answers to.  She answers to Josh, she answers to Leo, she answers to Toby, and she answers to the President.  Everyone else is on her level or below it.

�You owe me, Sam,� Mandy reminded me.

�I�m not going to do your dirty work, Mandy.  You want to leave, you tell Josh yourself,� I said.

Normally Mandy scares me, but this wasn�t about Mandy wanting to leave her job.  This was about Josh getting closure, something he had never gotten with Mandy before.  Maybe if he gets closure this time he won�t fall back into his old patterns again.

Josh is my best friend.  I�ll do anything for him.

Even stand up to Mandy Hampton.

Mandy sighed heavily.  �Fine.  You�re all still planning on coming back here after the Town Meeting, right?� she asked.  She wasn�t invited along.  Partly because there�s no need for her to be there�the Media Director is really only needed for the planning of and the post-even spin of a media event like the Town Meeting�and partly because no one really wants her around all that much, even if she has been let off the hook by the President.

�As far as I know,� I nodded.

�I�ll talk to him when you all get back, then,� Mandy said, rising and tucking the envelope back into her pocket.  �Have fun tonight,� she said before opening the door and leaving.



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