I could see it in her eyes. She had it bad for him. ‘I came here because Barry really loves you and you’re very close to losing him. That’s prob...bly better for him in the long run, but I don’t like to see him suffering.’ My losing him is probably better for you too in the long run. ‘If you don’t do something real soon, he’s going to leave you. You know, he’s done this all for you. I mean, all the girls were happy to help him even though we know he’s just trying to hold on to you. He’s trying to. Four; she would need to sort her finances out. The pay out from the insurance company, although substantial, would not last forever. It would be a good idea to invest what was left and keep it as a stand by.Armed with her new resolutions, Rachel toured the local supermarket and realised, suddenly, that they are geared up for families and definitely not for single people, unless they could happily survive on ready-made meals. Everything came in packs of two or more. It would mean separating and. " You got time to chat Leonard; you can come chat with me." The words were almost snarled. It was Angie, the office supervisor, the one that gave them their work, that kept them scuttling around the building; cleaning up, delivering files, fixing things. She wasn't too hard on them most of the time; not like the girls on the fifth and sixth floors — you'd be lucky to get by them without a kick. Mind you she didn't have the figure and looks that they did, either. That was probably why she'd been. Veronica was one of a handful of women sales consultants. She told Santana that her boss, Jake Steele, had been instrumental in getting that change to happen, since just a few years ago, the entire sales team was just a bunch of old white men. Jake had complained, and insisted they hire more people of color, and more women, and pay them well. Of course, the old white men resisted, but only until the infusion of new ideas and new blood started causing sales and revenues to blow up. Jake was one.