238. Freudian Slipooc: companion piece to this
He turns me down, saying 'we' have other plans. At first, I think that he and Bennet have finally succumbed to their obvious attraction and are -- as he would say -- shagging each other senseless on the weekend.
Except that when I follow Bennet home (because Claude inexplicably stays in the small apartment we gave him for hours
after his partner's gone), I find him taking Sandra and the kids out to a family restaurant and the opening of a new movie Claire obviously begged to see.
Even invisible, Claude wouldn't be sitting through that just to turn me down. He'd go with the family, fully visible and grumbling the whole way, cranky Uncle Claude complaining about the girly stuff as usual.
So. 'We' have other plans.
Who is 'we'?
I know for a fact that he isn't close enough to the other employees to be spending time with them. It's not me, and it's not Bennet.
That means he's found himself someone new.
If I were a suspicious person, I might think our Claude was sneaking around behind our backs, doing things he's not supposed to do. After all, it's not like he gets out to play the social scene all that often...
And if Claude's found someone to spend time with and hasn't introduced him to any of us...
I do believe our Claude has gone native.
Guess it's time to turn in that report I've been holding. The home office isn't going to like this.
Sad, what a simple slip of the tongue can do...---------------
Muse: Mr. Thompson
Word count: 259 per WordPerfect
Crossposted to theatrical_muse