The Intern: The Billionaire's Successor - Page 109
Chapter 32: Olivia
September
Me: Classes start today
Davis: Boring.
Davis: Just kidding. Did you end up keeping that negotiations class on your schedule?
Me: I did. Thinking about asking if honesty clauses are a common bargaining tool.
Me: Safe words too.
Davis: You’re ridiculous.
Me: Everything I know, I learned from you.
Davis: Then I fully expect you to trounce everyone in that class.
Me: I’m on it.
October
Me: What’s a better business pun for my Halloween costume?
Me: Option 1: I carry around a picture of Cher. Like a “shareholder.”
Me: Option 2: I write RIP Atkins on a t-shirt. Like deadweight loss.
Davis: Davis has left the chat.
Me: I hate you
Davis: Joking. Be the shareholder. It’s a much better joke.
Me: Any Halloween plans?
Davis: Working. Still trying to solve the Gus Winter problem.
Me: Are you sure you can’t tell me what’s going on?
Davis: Nope. You don’t work at D-R. If I tell you, it could evolve into insider trading at best.
Davis: Plus, you don’t want to know what he’s asking for.
Me: I kind of do…
Davis: Trust me. You really don’t.
November
Davis: Happy Thanksgiving to you and Charlie. What are you up to?
Me: It’s seven-thirty and you’re texting very soberly on a family holiday…I’m shocked.
Davis: Spending it with my mom as usual. We’re watching Charlie Brown.
Me: …okay, screw you, that’s the cutest thing I’ve ever heard.
Davis: Right? Don’t you feel bad for making fun of me?
Me: I’ve done worse to you.
Davis: At least you’ve never called me a needy slut.
Me: Not to your face, at least.
December
Davis: Merrry Christmas.
Me: Three Rs…Are you already deep in the eggnog?
Davis: Yes.
Davis: Deep enough to make a dirty joke: That there’s something else I’d much rather be deep in
Davis: But not deep enough to tell you how much I miss you.
Me: Screw it. It’s Christmas. Go ahead.
Davis: I miss you so much, Olivia.
Me: I miss you too.
January
Me: I have an interview with Goldman Sachs.
Me: I know they’re your M&A nemesis, but I have to take this interview.
Davis: Couldn’t be prouder.
Me: You mean it?
Davis: Of course I do.
Davis: If anything, I’d love to be your M&A rival.
Me: It’s kind of hot, right?
Davis: You have no clue.
Davis: Shit. Platonic, platonic, platonic.
Me: Yep. Thinking of doing my taxes and cleaning my oven and cold showers and all of the other unsexy things I can come up with.
Davis: Right there with you.
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