The meeting was in the conference room on the third floor. It had started at two. At three-thirty the director was still on the second-to-last slide. Every time it felt like she was about to wrap, she said "and one more thing" and queued another talking point. His phone buzzed in his pocket. Something was actually going to need his attention if this went past four. He kept shifting his weight in the chair. The clock felt like it was running backwards. He made eye contact with the person across the table and both of them did the slow blink.
