"Mojo" Is In Vogue

"Hey, Penny" said the waitress who's name Penny never bothered to remember, "There's a pretty cute Brit wanting to treat you to food after you shift waiting for you." Penny looked at the waitress with suspicion. "Tell him I'm not interested. Tell him to take his assumptions and shove them somewhere." Somehow she knew it wouldn't be that easy. There was some weird mojo going down. There weren't many dishes this time of day, so making sure to take a route that wouldn't be visible to the dining area, she went to see if her boss was in her office. As she did so, she closed her eyes and thought "Hey Jasper. I think I may need to get out of here early... there's something strange going on. Tell you about it later, if you don't already know." She always feels silly assuming that he would need updating. If he was just part of her mind, he would automatically know everything she knew. Somehow, though, it just seems easier to tell him anyway. Brains are weird like that.