You dream it, we make it.
That’s the motto of United Financials bank, where it’s an unusually quiet day for an early weekday. But it gives manager Leah Walters a moment to balance the registers, count the money with her subordinates, and generally do all the duties of bank manager which she wouldn’t be able to do with a full waiting line.
She was helping a teller balance her register when he walked in. Leah took a minute to detail him: he was wearing black jeans, a black button up shirt that was tucked in at the bottom and lose on the top, all covered by a black blazer.
His hair was wet combed back, and the serious look on his face caused wrinkles around his eyes. He was holding a pretty briefcase, the ones you see in movies that holds a lot of bundled cash.
Mr. Suit took his sweet time looking around, but didn’t walk up to the till, which slightly unnerved the bank manager.
Leah excused herself from her coworker and smoothed out her pencil skirt dress before moving to greet the client.
“Hi, welcome to United Financials. Can I help you with something?”
Mr. Suit finally looked up at her, and after giving her a quick up and down, he smiled, which made the creases of his eyes wrinkle again.
“Well if you couldn’t, neither of us would be here.”
Leah laughed, slightly leaning over her fingers that were intertwined in front of her stomach.
“That’s certainly true,”
The man tucked his chin under, with a chuckle, then looked back up at her.
“You’re a new face around here.”
“I am!” Leah coiled back her torso, impressed.
“Moved here just last week. Leah Walters, I’m the new bank manager.” She finally extended her hand for a shake.
Mr. Suit took her hand and gave it a proper shake.
“Impressive! You don’t look like you’re 52 years old.” He pulled on her hand, leaning his head in closer.
“What’s your secret?”
“My secret,” Leah whispered, “is that I just turned 25 this year.” She laughed and distanced herself, walking him into the building.
“I’ve been working at this bank for 8 years; started from teller, now I’m manager.”
Mr. Suit pouted his lip, impressed by her career advancement
“Not bad! Gabriel Evans, bank regular. Actually, I’m the manager’s regular. My deposits are a bit,” he raised his briefcase, “heavy.”
“Alright, we’ll go sit in my office.”
She ushered him into her office and onto the guest chair, then walked around the table to her seat.
“Let me just pull up your stuff heere. So Mr. Evans, what is it that you do that you have such heavy deposits?”
“I am the C.E.O of my own company,” he told her, putting the brief on the table, which had his company name emblemed across the center.
“Wow! That’s pretty big shot!”
As Leah conducted business with Gabriel, her coworkers sneaked a peak once in awhile, watching their boss playfully laugh as she worked with her client. They all quickly returned their attention to their work as Leah began to walk the man out.
“Are you new in town as well?” Gabriel asked, his hand on the small of her back.
“Honestly, how could you tell?” She crossed her arms.
“Well, when you’re C.E.O, you pick up on things. Any way, if you’re ever free, I’d love to welcome you to town.”
“How will you ever find me?” Leah asked, her hands clasped behind her back as she walked him to the front door.
His phone rang, and he tapped the mute button after looking at the name on the touch screen.
“I can run a company, I’m sure I can run down a phone number.” He laughed, “If not, I certainly know where you work!” He waved his hand, referring to the building they were standing in.
“Have a good evening, Miss Walters.”
He nodded to her with a smile, and then was out the door.
Her coworker, Jennifer, who’d become her best friend, came up behind her as Leah kept staring at the door.
“I think I just met him,” she said aloud, acknowledging her presence.
“Honey, I don’t think I’d ever forget meeting a face like that.” Jen teased about his good looks.
“No, not like that. I mean, I just met him, him.”
“Oh!” Jen said leaning in, intrigued.
“Then the best of luck to ya, sister.”
She walked back to her post, and after one last look at the door, Leah too turned back in as business began to pick up for the evening rush hour.