Dear Amy

**Note to not Tiffany: Amy is the lovely woman with whom Tiffany shares an office. They are a funny pair of friends. I met Amy when I brought Tiffany a muffin one day as an excuse to go visit her in her office and possibly catch a glimpse of the hot prof. who resides in the office across the hall.**

Dear Amy,

I am sorry for not properly acknowledging you on the elevator yesterday. I recognized you when you got on with Dr. Moro, but I could not remember your name for the life of me, nor could I remember how I knew you. I felt really bad when you greeted me and I was obviously still in that train of thought that indicated I didn't know who you were. After you got off the elevator and I got out on the basement level, your name popped into my head and I knew who you were. I mentally slapped myself upside the head for not having been more courteous.

I do apologize. Please do not take offense to my non-acknowledgement of our having met.

I hope you're having a wonderful day in the office with Tiff. 11 o'clock? That's about lunchtime, right?

Best,

Peat