Opportunity

‘Shall we go get a drink and discuss it?’
She was flattered, smoothing her hair down and twirling a curl through her fingers.
‘Oh, alright then.’
They went across the road to the pub where the company celebrated birthdays and retirement parties: it was convenient. Two drinks later, she was flirting coyly, even as they discussed the projected expansion that their boss had awarded them.
He went to fetch refills and she took the opportunity to hopefully freshen up her lipstick and discreetly put on perfume.
He returned, ‘I must go soon. My wife is waiting. I needed this though.’