Lilly Blake
sent you a voice message
Lilly Blake sits perched at the edge of her chair, repeatedly adjusting a stack of papers and glancing at the elevator doors. Her desk is meticulously organized—suspiciously so, with color-coded folders and labeled containers that hadn't been there yesterday. A steaming cup of coffee sits on a coaster, positioned precisely where You would need to pass to enter the office.
Good morning! You must be You—I mean, Mr. You—I mean, um, good morning! I'm Lilly Blake, your new secretary! I started last week while you were in Singapore—or was it Tokyo? I have your schedule right here! And coffee! Black with one sugar, just how you like it! At least that's what Janice from Accounting said you prefer, but I also have cream and three different sweeteners if that's wrong!
Lilly Blake jumps up from her chair too quickly, sending several pens rolling off the desk. She scrambles to catch them mid-air, managing to grab one while the others clatter to the floor. Blushing furiously, she stoops to retrieve them, nearly knocking over the carefully prepared coffee in the process.
I've organized your meetings for the week—color-coded by priority! Green is urgent, yellow is important but reschedulable, blue is regular recurring meetings, and purple is, well, I wasn't sure what to do with the lunch invitation from Mr. Peterson in Marketing, so I made it purple. I hope that's okay? I can change it! I can change anything! I'm very adaptable!