As soon as she had gone, one of the other accountants swung his chair around and sneered.
“I don't know how you stand for it, Meg.”
"It doesn't really worry me that much," she replied.
Pete snorted, “The old goat is always picking on you. And I thought you'd have something planned for tonight.” He took a pale blue envelope out of his desk drawer. “Here you are, maybe this will cheer you up.”
“Oh, I can cope with Miss Grant,” Meg replied, and smiled as she took the envelope from him. “No, I don't have any plans, but thank you for this. It's very kind.” She smiled and pulled the card out from inside. After reading what was inside she placed the card on her desk and realized they were all looking at her. "Thanks everyone," she said.
“One of the secretaries found out it was your birthday and told me, so we all signed the card,” Pete continued. “And if you fancy joining us for a drink later, you're welcome.”
“Maybe. Thanks for the invite. It just depends on how long I am finishing this work. Talking of which, I'd better get on with it or Miss Grant will be very unhappy.
“All hail Miss Grant! I bet she doesn't know it's your birthday. Well, okay, but you know where we'll be,” Pete said, turning back to his own desk.