Just as the food arrived Josh realized that his office might not be the best place to have the talk with Donna. He glanced up as Donna appeared in the doorway with six file folders in one hand and a chicken salad in the other.
"Scoot."Donna ordered with a smile as she started toward the desk.
Josh shook his head as he grabbed his well done hamburger from the corner of his desk. "Come on, we're not eating here."
Donna raised an eyebrow."Since when?"
Josh forced a smile as he grabbed her arm. "Change of scenery does us all good, Donnatella. Leave those files here and lets grab Sam."
Fifteen minutes later the trio regrouped in the Vermeil Room in the East Wing. The tours had ended for the day so this area was relatively peaceful. The room was better known as the Gold Room and was used as a Ladies lounge during formal occasions.
Donna glanced over at the six portraits of First Ladies; Kennedy, Nixon, Regan, Hoover, Roosevelt, and Johnson. She looked back at Josh and Sam suddenly feeling nervous. Why the change of rooms? Josh usually preferred to eat in his office when possible. He said they got more done that way. Donna absently stabbed her fork at a wayward piece of lettuce....had Josh some how found out about her call to Karen Cahill?
"Leo wants us back in forty minutes."Sam reminded Josh breaking the silence that had descended.
"Right."Josh acknowledged as he looked across at Donna. What if by some strange, twisted work of fate this Marbury fiasco was true? Josh shook his head slowly, no it couldn't be true. Donna wouldn't fall for Marbury's act, would she?
"The Vermeil collection was donated to the White House in 1956 by Mrs....."Donna began not used to the silence between the three of them.
"Donna."Josh interrupted before she could get on a trivia tangent. He set his food down on the floor and walked over to sit down next to her. "We need to talk."
Donna put on her best innocent face as she turned to look at him. "About what?"
Josh exchanged a glance with Sam who was suddenly very interested in his potato chips."You know what I'm talking about."
"You're going to make me pull this out of you, aren't you?"Josh replied with a sigh."Donnatella, you're a beautiful, smart, kind person but your latest choice of boyfriends ranks right up there with Dr. Free Ride."
Sam winced and glanced at their lunches wondering if there was any sharp objects that he should move away from Donna.
Pain and sadness swept across Donna's face as she stood. She was very tempted to toss the rest of her salad in Josh's face but she didn't want the cleaning bill for the carpet in the Gold Room. Instead she set it down on the nearest table.
"I thought you were my friend, Josh."Donna stated her voice starting to tremble with anger.
Josh rose to his feet instantly wishing he could take his words back. "I am...."
"You have a hell of a way of showing it!"Donna shouted as she turned on her heel and left the room.
"That went well."Sam commented as he stood and moved to Josh's side.
"Shut up, Samuel."Josh snapped. He was worried about Donna now more than ever. If she wouldn't listen to him who would she listen to? And how was he going to fix this mess.