It felt like a dream walking through the fancy stores in the world trade center mall. My fingers ran over designer clothing, feeling like I was in a dream, or like I was doing one of my old jobs. It felt weird that Izaak had given me his credit card and so much trust, though he was right that he knows where I live and I'm sure he'd punish me if I overspent... But still. He trusted me!
Molly was easy to get along with, and I could definitely see her psychotherapist side. She was positive and giggly, now not as high and worried as she'd been earlier that morning. She disclosed to me that she isn't used to being up so early since she works afternoons at a school, and evenings at a clinic with Toby the psychiatrist. She kept the conversation going mostly, but also asked questions, curious to know more about me. I wondered about her ulterior motive and kept my answers simple, trying not to lie as was habit. But it didn't matter because mostly it seemed like she just liked talking just to talk.
Before we arrived to the interview, Molly bought me breakfast (which was much better than the protein shake Izaak had prepared for me) and prepped me about Gabe, basically the same heads up that Izaak had given me. "I'm sure he's planning to hire you, just didn't want to say it up front. We kind of go back and forth with giving each other favors. It's just how we roll. He'll like you, I know it already."
"Why?"
