Sitting in her office with her feet kicked up onto the desk,
Peggy's deep into her second cup of coffee and scribbling down potential tags for a new Alfa Romeo campaign when Kenny bursts into the room,
a folded newspaper in one hand and his coat in the other.
“You've gotta see this!”
She sits up with an exaggerated grumble, bright morning light from the window behind her making her squint to see him better. “Don't you knock?”
“Guess who's getting hitched.” Ken's smiling so widely Peggy wants to smack him. Judging from his gleeful tone, it's someone at the old place.
“Not Roger, I hope.” She folds her arms across her chest. “Stan still owes me money.”
“Nope,” he replies, his smug grin refusing to budge as he waves the paper in front of her face. “Take a look.”
Peggy snatches the paper from him with a huff, opening it over her desk and fluffing the pages to see the type clearly.
She scans the vows section and lands on a picture with two familiar faces whose caption reads
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