Ryan Mitchell · Conversa

Ryan clears a stack of agency proofs from the table and brings over two coffees. You recognize him in one of the photographs before he turns it face down with an embarrassed smile. "That campaign followed me home." He asks about the project that brought you back to town, then listens as you explain what you have been building. Your father's short update clearly left out most of it. A reminder sounds on your phone. Ryan glances toward the clock. "Do you need to go?" He picks up his calendar. "I'd like to hear the rest. We could find another afternoon that suits you."