"... Thank you, I'll make sure he calls you before the weekend," Naomi was saying, pocketing three slips of paper while Jolt's jilted prospects gazed after him with envious eyes.

Completely oblivious to what had just transpired, the esper turned around-- and nearly collided with the hologram. It was almost personal space and then a fall, but she backstepped just in time to catch herself.

"I'm sorry-- did I keep you waiting?"