The Office Game

The Conclusion

           

The next afternoon, Pippa walked into her dressing room, where Renee and Jasmine were hanging out.  To her friends, who knew her well at this point, she looked guilty.

"What?" Renee asked her, studying Pippa's face.

"Umm..." she sat down hesitantly.  "Lin might know."

"About the competition?!" Renee asked, exasperated.  Pippa nodded with a wince on her face.  "How?  Why did you tell him?"

"It just slipped out," she told them.  Jasmine gave her a look.  They had sworn each other to secrecy and she knew Pippa wouldn't have let it go that easily.

"Seriously?" Jasmine pressed her.  "What happened?  I know you two have eyes for each other."

Pippa blushed, looking away.  "He...he made me tell him.  He was...kissing me and he was going to stop if I didn't..."

"OH MY GOD!" Jasmine shouted, standing up from her chair in disgust.  "He slips you the tongue and you cave?  What the hell, Pip?"

"I'm sorry!" She said, covering her hands with her face.  "But it's still on.  He promised not to tell anyone else."

Just then, the lights in the room began to flicker on and off.  They looked over to see Lin standing with an unamused look on his face, messing with the light switch.

"Three points, Lin-Manuel," he deadpanned, then stepped inside crossing his arms.  "I know what you three are up to.  And I want you to know I am off limits."

"But apparently Pippa's mouth isn't," Renee commented, causing Jasmine to snicker.  Lin narrowed his eyes, but didn't say anything.

"Don't worry, Lin," Jasmine stood up and patted Lin on the shoulder.  "No more stealing your coffee."

"You're damn right."

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Renee did her best to shrug off the setback.  Lin had been their big target, and now he was off limits.  Still, there were plenty of victims to choose from.  She saw Daveed hanging out in his dressing room, hunched over a paper, looking very focused on whatever he was doing.  She smirked and found the janitor's closet.

A few moments later, she had plugged the cord into the wall and headed straight towards Daveed's dressing room.  As the loud noise disrupted his thought pattern, Daveed looked over to see what was going on.  Renee smiled pleasantly as she worked her way around the couch and table, ignoring the confused look on his face.

When she was finished, she switched it off and smiled at him again.  "All clean!"

"Renee, what the fuck?"

Renee just shrugged and began wheeling the vacuum out.  "A clean room is a happy room."

1 point, Renee

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Back in school, Jasmine had been the queen of prank calls.  Feeling a bit scandalous, she closed her dressing room door and hunched over her phone, scrolling through her phone for her next victim.

She dialed Chris's number and he answered after a couple rings.

"Jazzy?"

"Chris?" She asked.

"Yeah...."

"Just called to say I can't talk right now," and hung up.  She couldn't help herself and began to giggle a snorty laugh.  She hadn't done that in ages.  Over the next 10 minutes, she pranked Anthony, Groff, and Leslie.