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for the project.”
    Kitty pushed back from the table, straightening her safari suit jacket. “Nathan, you are to be congratulated on adding Miss Love to the firm.” She nodded her head appraisingly. “Sheer brilliance. A cocktail party for the Cup participants.”
    Bunny flinched at the frustration etched across Nathan’s face. She had a sneaking suspicion her event coordinator charade was off to a shaky start.
    “Would you keep an eye on Chablis while I visit the ladies’ room?” Kitty asked.
    “Of course,” Nathan replied.
    Bunny stared at her lap as Kitty left the room.
    “Well.” Nathan’s tone was anything but approving.
    There was only one thing to do. Make a preemptive strike. “Yes.” She met his gaze. “It did go well.” She gestured toward the door. “Mrs. Worthington is thrilled with our plans.”
    He blinked. “I’ll grant you that. But I specifically said site planning. How could you misinterpret that to say night planning?” His cheeks flushed to a soft pink.
    She tipped her chin defiantly. “You should learn to enunciate more clearly.”
    Nathan let out a deep breath and plowed a hand through his chestnut locks. “Now we’re expected to host a cocktail party for one thousand pampered pooches and their owners.”
    Bunny straightened in her seat. “Think of the potential, Mr. McNulty. This firm will be seen as cutting edge. Everyone will be buzzing about McNulty Events.”
    Nathan squeezed his eyes shut again, pausing for a beat. “You may have a point.” He shot her a frustrated look. “Time will tell, Miss Love.”
    The conference room door opened and Kitty reentered. “I’m confident I’ve made the right decision in switching the Cup to your firm.”
    Nathan rose. “You won’t be disappointed.”
    The woman turned her warm smile toward Bunny. “It was an absolute delight to meet you, Beatrice. I know the Cup is in good hands.” She glanced down to her feet then quickly around the room. Her features twisted into a panicked expression. “Where’s Chablis?”
    The next few moments passed in a frenzied look under chairs and behind credenzas. They came up empty-handed.
    Bunny’s gaze locked onto the conference room doors. A sliver of the gray hallway carpet shone where they sat ever so slightly ajar.
    She cleared her throat. “I think Chablis may have slipped out.” She nodded toward the hall.
    Kitty gasped, and Nathan waved one hand in the air. “Let’s remain calm. She couldn’t have gone far.”
    He pulled the doors open wide. Sounds of mayhem filtered down the hall. Voices laughed, whooped, and...sang.
    “What the-” Nathan scowled.
    Bunny tipped her head, trying to make sense of the commotion. Suddenly one voice among the many became clear. Kung Fu Fighting . Her stuffed hamster. She swallowed down the lump in her throat and pushed past Nathan.
    “I know where she is, sir.”
    They excused themselves, pulling the conference room doors closed behind them.
    Bunny raced to her cubicle. A group of McNulty employees stood gathered around the work space’s entrance. Several laughed uncontrollably and a few dabbed at tears beneath their eyes.
    Bert Parks stood with his fingertips pressed to his lips, a glint in his eyes. “Bunny.” He grinned as she stopped next to him, staring into the gray space. “Seems to be some sort of commotion in your office.”
    “Cubicle,” she murmured.
    The singing hamster had been tossed against one of the cubicle’s walls. Tufts of fake fur lay scattered on the surrounding carpet. It must have been a massacre.
    “Oh my,” Bunny said softly. She stepped into the small space just as a blur of white charged from beneath the desk. The poodle’s tiny jaw clamped down on the hamster’s paw. The singing began anew.
    Everybody was Kung Fu fighting !
    The hamster danced and spun, bald patches gleaming where Chablis’ attack had left its mark. The poodle yapped and charged, retreated, yapped and charged again.
    Bunny dove into the melee,