Page 55 - Bridget Jones's Diary - by Helen FIELDING

9.50 a.m. Hmmm. think will go inspect make-up in case he does come in.

10.05 a.m. Heart gave great lurch when got back from loos and saw Daniel
standing with Simon from Marketing at the photocopier. The last time I saw him
he was lying on his sofa looking completely nonplussed while I fastened my
skirt and ranted about fuckwittage. Now he was looking all sort of 'I've been
away' - fresh faced and healthy-looking. As I passed he looked pointedly at my
skirt and gave me a huge grin.

10.30 a.m. Message Pending flashed up on screen. Pressed RMS to pick up

message.

Message Jones Frigid cow.

Cleave.

I laughed. I couldn't help myself. When I looked across to his little glass office
he was smiling at me in a relieved and fond sort of way. Anyway, am not going
to message him back.

10.35 a.m. Seems rude not to reply, though.