(Note: At the moment, this story is for me and Kristy. Thank you, Daney) “Lambykins,” J.D. Hogg said. “We don’t have enough funds.” “You sure there isn’t enough in my personal account?” She looked at her husband curiously. “How much did the manager tell say you had?” J.D. answered by asking a question. Miss Lulu took two bank receipts from her purse on his desk. “Today, around seven hundred dollars.” She put the slips of paper on the open ledger. “I haven’t gone on shopping trips…” “You haven’t…” “So you won’t mind if I charge all the decorating and catering to my card?” The country commissioner glanced down at the ledger. Yes, I do actually. He thought to himself. “Are you gonna have a budget?” Miss Lulu smiled. “I’d really like to go a little over if it’s possible.” “How little?” J.D. continued staring at the bank receipts. “Maybe fifty or a hundred dollars,” Lulu said. “Not that much.” “Not that much,” the county commissioner repeated. “When is this event again?” “Next weekend,” Lulu answered. J.D looked at Lulu and suggested. “Shouldn’t you be placing an ad at the newspaper?” “Jefferson, you’re so good with planning!” Lulu exclaimed. “I should let you get back to your work. Bye sugar plum.” She grabbed her purse and hurried toward the door. “Bye,” Boss watched Lulu walk out of his office, then returned to his work. (cue Kristy please)