旼컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴커 � Team Eeeek: Office Manager, Part 6 & Final Page 58 � 쳐컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴캑 � That was 1 good thing about Krausmeyer, he doesn't talk you to death. � � * � � Ten minutes went by in the peaceful presence of her little companion; � � then 15, then 20. All the while he did nothing but, apparently, enjoy his � � "Parade of Stars." He gazed not into Debbie's eyes, but into the night � � sky & seemed to take delight in each little twinkle as if he knew that � � dainty light personally. He smiled at one, then reluctantly turned to � � another, only to renew his enchanted smile all over again. From time to � � time Debbie peered at the little man out of the corner of her eye noting � � his contentment & ease. This wasn't the nervous creature that tiptoed � � through the office all week; this was a man comfortable in his element & � � the Office Manager could not help but observe the change. Here, in the � � Krausmeyer's world, the little man was happy, secure, almost confident � � in his knowledge of his environment. � � � � Debbie would have smiled at him if she didn't think it would provoke a � � come on. And out in these hills she hadn't a clue how he would act. The � � experienced woman knew she could take care of herself no matter what the � � weasel tried. But she was concerned that if he came on too strong, she � � might have to slap him on the nose harder than she would have liked to. � 읕컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴켸