His colleagues were dumbfounded. "..."
They looked at Holly Winslow, then at Mortimer Quincy, then back at Holly Winslow.
They were absolutely reeling.
They were utterly consumed by jealousy.
Jealousy twisted their features beyond recognition.
It's either a feast or a famine.
Todd Quinn, the one with the buzz cut, finally managed to speak. "Hey there, Kiddo's wife. I'm his colleague, Todd Quinn." He politely extended his hand as he spoke.
Hearing "Kiddo," Holly Winslow paused for a moment, only realizing he was talking about Mortimer Quincy after a beat. She quickly and politely responded, "Hello."
Just as she was about to extend her hand, that guy Mortimer cut in, coolly telling Todd Quinn, "A 'hello' is good enough. We can skip the handshake."
Todd Quinn didn't get angry. He retracted his hand and teased with a smile, "Kiddo, aren't you a little too possessive? Not even a handshake?"
"Nope. She's my wife."
