Machiko doesn't even realize she's returned to her desk. Automatically, she grabs her coat. It takes her a minute to remember that she's going home. She looks once more around the office. No one is there. The lamp that had been on earlier is now turned off. Standing by her desk, she thinks for a moment, then heads over to the other side of the office.
She had to think about it. Buttoning up her jacket, she grabbed her purse and headed out of the building towards her car. On the way, she tried to sum up what she knew about the situation.
She is a woman with a sweet voice, good taste in expensive shoes, and an interest in women. Or might she have other proposals?
She thought as I climbed into my car.
The drive back to her house was uneventful. By the time she arrived, it was close to 10 p.m. Entering her place, she tossed her purse on the sofa. She went to her bathroom and started the shower. Unbuttoning her jacket, she hung it in her closet.