Ryan: Is it love - The original story (Game walk through)

Chapter four part two

> Private jet, la-di-da!

Lisa > Oh my god! You'll have to give me all the details!

> For sure! The downer is that we leave at 5 in the morning. Anyway, fortunately, Jake will be picking me up...

Lisa > Jake?

> Yes, he's Carter's chauffeur.

Lisa > Oh... so you mean you'll be driven to the jet in a limousine... Poor thing, life really isn't fair, is it?!

I look at her sideways and take an olive.

Lisa > Let's drink to you flying in a private jet then, girl!

We clink glasses, giggling.

Lisa > Imagine all the things that can happen in a jet...?

> Yeah, you can watch a movie on big screen TV, sleep in an extra comfortable seat, work...

Lisa > Or you can get it on, on cloud nine...

> Lisa... Do you really think that's a good idea, after what I told you?

Lisa > Oh, come on! I'm just kidding!

> If you could avoid putting lustful ideas in my head, it would make things easier for me the day when I have to get on that plane with Carter...

Lisa > Mmh... You know that what you're asking me to do is hard...

Lisa slumps back on the couch, a naughty look on her face. Here we go.

Lisa > Once, a girlfriend and I compared the most unusual places to have sex...

I settle in myself, smiling. This ought to be juicy!

Lisa > And it just so happens that I've already done it on a plane...

> Really?

Lisa > Yeah... With a super sexy guy that I met during a trip to the West Indies. Well, it wasn't great. Like no room to move, we kept knocking into each other, couldn't figure out a position... Talk about a total disaster!

I giggle at my friend's secret.

Lisa > How about you?

> Mmh... At the movies once.

No, I will not mention what happened in the elevator at Carter Corporation.

Lisa > Ha ha! I knew you were a little risqué!

I let out a high-pitched giggle. I go to the kitchen to check on my dish. It's ready!

> Well, instead of all the BS, let's eat, little miss naughty!

This morning I got an email from Carter announcing that we were leaving next Monday. He needs me to draw up the documents for the business deal he has to sign in Houston.

After a few hours and feeling a bit lonely, I decide to go to the break room on the 42nd floor, hoping to bump into someone I know. In the elevator, I go back over everything in my head: I have less than a week to get ready for this trip with Carter. Stepping out, I bump into Matt.

Matt > Hey, princess!

> Hi, Matt!

Matt > To what do we owe the pleasure of the executive assistant's visit?

> Just a need to see you guys. How about coffee?

He smiles broadly and walks me to the machine. While I choose what to drink, Matt leans gently towards me and whispers.