" Who’s that man you were talking to?”
“Oh, that’s Norwood. He was checking you in for your first shift. I’ll introduce you tomorrow.”
She made a face. “No rush.”
“I mean, you were scheduled to have a brief orientation with him today, but you know, you needed your beauty sleep, so we don’t have time. Are you aware, Lex, that sloth is a deadly sin?”
She made a face at him, then glanced back at the hallway. She thought she could make out a bustle of activity behind the array of frosted glass tiles that lined its right-hand wall, but Uncle Mort ushered her out the front door too quickly for her to get a closer look.
“Wait, we’re done here?”
“Well, I was going to show you around upstairs as well, but—”
“No time. Sloth. I get it.”
“Deadly sin. "
― Gina Damico , Croak (Croak, #1)