(Soren, a R&D engineer, and Shani, a scramjet pilot, are making out in her office behind a closed door.)
"Two hours to pre-flight!" a baritone voice said.
Soren and Shani sprang apart, looking at each other guiltily. "Bastard," Shani muttered under her breath. "I've got a clock in here, James!" she shouted. "I know what time it is!"
James'[s] chortle came through the door clearly. "Just didn't want you getting wrapped up in something."
"I can see your smirk in here," Shani retorted.
More laughter, multiple voices. Soren turned bright red and buried his face in the crook of his arm.
"I'll be there!" Shani shouted. "Jeez!"
After the voices outside the door moved away,[;] Soren breathed a sigh of relief.
"You OK?" Shani asked.
"I will be," he said, fighting the blush. [You can fight a blush?]
"Well, it's not like we're a secret," she pointed out.
"Definitely not since [you got tanked and played cave woman at] the Christmas party!"
"Hey, I didn't..."
"You got tanked and played cave woman!"
"Well, you wouldn't pick me up."
"Not in front of everybody!"
Shani laughed. "Wimpy engineer boy. It's not that hard. Here, let me show you again."
Soren let out a yelp and dodged around the desk. "No! I don't need to be bench pressed again!"
"Awh, come on. Please?"
Nice scene, showing an interesting relationship.