Zoe Returns To the Office Tomorrow

Hurry up. I'm running out of things to say about you, Zoe. I'm about to start making things up. Here's a little something I made up about Zoe: When Zoe gets cold, she curls up under her desk in a bear-skin rug and she drinks homemade whiskey through a straw. She also used to keep a pinch of tobacco between her cheek and gums until we removed the porcelain cuspidor from the office.