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“Someone is intercepting the customer’s credit card information and saving it unencrypted after our software closes the customer’s order,” Mark said slightly more excited.
“Exactly! They have a credit card logger on their system. But the people who wrote it messed up. They shouldn’t have saved it in our database, they should have created their own. Maybe it would have taken me another day or so to find it if they had, but nope, not these jokers. They just didn’t take the time. Honestly, they might have gotten away with some numbers.” Sarah sat back in her chair after clicking another window. Then with way to much flourish, she raised her right hand and with her index finger hit the enter key and the scrolling stopped. “Aaaaaaand…They’re GONE!”
“Oh Sarah, sometimes I think you have more fun stopping hackers than creating the programs.” Mark shook his head with a smile then put his hand on Sarah’s shoulder. “I’m glad I have you, no telling how long it would have taken me to find it.”
Sarah looked up at Mark and batted her eyelashes. “So, you owe me a prize?” Sarah asked.
“Fine, I owe you dinner. I’ll tell Jen. Is it just you or do you have another friend?” Mark asked pretending indignance.
“Actually, I’m dating this waitress I met last week, Melissa, do you mind?” Sarah wasn’t really asking, Mark had never refused Sarah bringing her current lover. Sarah asking was more of a curtesy to let Mark know he had to set another plate.
“And what kind of food does Melissa like?” Mark asked making a silly face. He loved to tease Sarah about her constant string of lovers.
“Umm…actually I have no idea, so how about you grill steak. Everyone loves steak,” Sarah said coyly.
“No, you love steak…And what happened to Daniel? Dave? What was his name?” Mark felt a little embarrassed that he couldn’t remember Sarah’s lover from a month ago, but only a little, it was hard to keep up with Sarah’s love life.
“Dan. Oh he had a cat thing,” Sarah proclaimed, as if that said everything Mark needed to know.
“A cat thing?” Mark asked, matching Sarah’s phrasing. He was not sure he really wanted to know the answer. “He hated cats?”
“No, no, no, he wanted me to dress up as a cat.” Sarah shuttered.
“You mean in bed?” Mark just couldn’t stop asking questions and each time he did, he regretted that he couldn’t shut up.
“Yes, in bed, and that’s not the worst part. The things he said while we were fucking…”
“Stop! That’s enough! And you know I hate it when you call it that.” Mark didn’t want to hear any more.
“Fine, when we had sex. Happy? You know not everyone makes love.” Sarah made a kissy face. “Not all of us can find our Jen.”
“You know I hate it when you call it that too.” Mark crossed his arms across his chest and looked like a father who was disappointed with his child.
“I know, that’s why I said it, cutie.” Sarah stuck her tongue out at him and stood up. “You know you love me,” Sarah said as she held out her arms widely, waiting for a hug.
“You know I’m not really a hugger,” Mark replied.
“I know you say you’re not, but you owe me buddy,” Sarah said looking pouty.
Mark uncrossed his arms and feigned reluctance as he bent over to hug her. Before it became awkward he let go and started to walk out. “Nice work,” he said as he headed for the door.
“You have that thing with Jen today?” Sarah asked.
“Yep,” Mark said as he stopped at the door and turned to face her again.
“Mind if I catch a ride? The house you’re looking at is in my direction and I kinda forgot that Lisa has to pick up her kids from soccer today. And I kinda forgot I have a date with Melissa tonight so going to pick up Lisa’s kids would make me late.” Sarah clasped her hands in front of her and acted like a small child asking for another piece of candy. “Please!”
“Ok, you are kinda on the way to the house.” Mark then turned and walked out the door. After a few seconds he leaned in the doorway once more. “Oh, shit, it’s nearly four thirty. You need to call Jerome and tell him that you fixed it, then we need to get going.”
“Alright, got it, you go let everyone else know they can stop looking for the bug,” Sarah said as she sat down and picked up the phone on her desk. Despite Sarah’s silly attitude and playfulness she was very good at her job.
Forty minutes later Mark and Sarah were at Sarah’s loft apartment. Sarah had asked Mark to come up quickly to give her an opinion about what she was wearing on her date with Melissa. Mark attempted to refuse, stating that he had no idea about woman’s fashion, but Sarah insisted. It became clear to Mark that arguing with Sarah was only going to make him later. He never could win an argument with Sarah or Jennifer. It was one of the many things that made them so alike.
Upon entering Sarah’s loft he noticed that she had rearranged all the furniture in the wide open space since the last time he had been there. She had also removed the wall that separated the kitchen from the rest of the loft and her bed was in the opposite corner. Sarah wasn’t what Mark would consider a slob but she was messy. There was no garbage or left over food lying around but it did look like her clothes had a party while she was at work.
