I am Delilah not Amelia

Diego sat in his office going throigh the draft for his campaign when his phone rang. When he saw the caller ID, he rolled his eyes before answering.

"You practically work in my office, why do you call me Olivia? You just need to take two steps and you'll be in here."

"I need to know if you're in the office before I come in. I wouldn't want to hurry over for nothing."

"You're my aide! You're supposed to be here whether I come in or not...

"Are you going to argue with me or do you want the information I have?"

"What information?"

"Have you forgotten so soon the task you asked me to ILLEGALLY do for you?"

"Oh that! I'm in the office!"

"Yeah right! I'll be there in five."

Diego sighs and tosses his phone on his pocket before sitting back to review his paperwork. He could really do with a break from the campaign. It was like a tortoise chasing his tail.

His phone buzzes in his pocket and he takes it out, "Damn it," he grumbles as he turns the ringer off.

Soon Olivia arrived.

"The locati