`Right.' Mendax paused. `Don't know about NorTel though.'
`Mmm, yeah,' Prime Suspect said. Then, as usual, a silence began to descend on the conversation.
`Running out of things to say …' Mendax said finally. They were good enough friends for him to be blunt with Prime Suspect.
`Yeah.'
More silence.
Mendax thought how strange it was to be such good friends with someone, to work so closely with him, and yet to always run out of conversation.
`OK, well, I better go. Things to do,' Mendax said in a friendly voice.
`Yeah, OK. Bye Mendax,' Prime Suspect said cheerfully.
Mendax hung up.
Prime Suspect hung up.