Joanne narrowed her eyes, suspicion creeping in.
"So… did he finally ask you out? Are you starting to feel comfortable around him?" she teased. She might not always act like it, but deep down, she was still a woman—and she loved to gossip.
Veronica's eyes flashed. "It's not about me! I'm mad at you!"
Joanne blinked. "Me? What did I do?" She leaned forward, all seriousness now. "Tell me how I can fix it." She meant it. Veronica was rarely wrong about things.
Veronica's glare intensified. "Our company website looks like… crap!" She hesitated slightly, as if she wasn't used to cussing. "…Because you won't put your picture on it!"
Joanne sighed in relief and leaned back in her chair. "That's it?"
Veronica shot her another glare, and Joanne quickly surrendered. "Alright, alright! I'll get a new picture taken and have it uploaded by this weekend. Happy now?"