Wendy woke up at her desk.  A spindle of drool swayed from her mouth and extended to an oasis of saliva spreading around her face.  She pulled her head off her desk, took a quick look around.  Nobody seemed to notice, phew.  There was Greg, absorbed by the numbers.  And Amy, sorting through a stack of paper that was comedic in size.  The big presentation was happening Friday and they all had been working overtime.

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