Everyday Tristan

The office door slammed as Tristan sped in and then skidded to a stop. "Sorry I'm late, Director. I had to help repair a helicopter." Zydeco Blue, sitting in the Director's chair while she paced up and down, said, "You do helicopter repair now?" "Oh no, but I know somebody who does. Although he was a bit tied up with a debt collector when I called. But after I found the debt collector's daughter's babysitter's kitten, everything worked out pretty smoothly. Anyhow, your new ancient heirloom desk will be delivered via helicopter to the balcony upstairs tomorrow morning, Director. Did I mention it turns out to be incredibly heavy?