You slip into the downstairs cafe. It is not empty. Patrons, most not from your office, form a queue to get coffee. You do not join the queue. You stand scanning the cafe for any familiar face. You see none, and so you walk straight to a desk and prop your laptop on it. “Julian.” You freeze. Your boss stands behind you. He always looks like he has just finished arguing with someone important. Sharp suit, narrow eyes, permanent irritation etched into his face. You turn slowly, “morning, boss.” His eyes drift to the wall clock. “Morning?” he says quietly. “Is that what you call this?” You shrug slightly. His eyes goes to your laptop on the cafe desk. "Do you work for the coffee shop now?" "No, sir," you respond, avoiding eye contact. He takes a step back as if giving you room to correct your error and leave. "What is the reason for your lateness?" You make eye contact and think for a while. What do you do? [[Take the cue and leave without responding|Take the cue and leave without responding]] [[Give an excuse|Give an excuse]]