 Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB
Rico had NOT been napping again, no he hadn't, no he wasn't... not at... okay maybe he had been leaning back in his chair and daydreaming with his eyes closed, but just a little. And the important thing was that Getti hadn't noticed, thanks to the (un)timely arrival of a curious journalist and thanks to the fact that she'd chosen to stop by Nathan's desk first.
Enrico quickly bounced out of his dilapidated desk chair - stupid thing was still weirdly springy when he didn't want it to be - and casually strolled toward the layout papers, trying to look collected. "Any problems with the papers....hmmm," he rubbed the back of his neck with one hand and thumbed through the proofs with the other. Was she seriously asking for their input? Heheheh Rico was going to play this one up and just ignore that haughty tone of hers, then. How often did an opportunity come along to bother the boss?
Oh, just every day.
"I dunno, Getti..." Rico spoke up, trying to hide a crooked smile as he stared down the front page. "What's that spot right there?" He flicked a drop or two of snot water off a photo of the minister's face. "And that...." flick flick, "bit of fuzz...lint...or is it a booger? Mmmm no, the subjects of the portraits don't like that."
Obviously the little people ducking for cover from his flicking finger didn't like that either. Rico stopped rubbing his neck and dropped the papers, turning slightly toward Getti now. He folded his arms and raised a brow as he took in her shoes, then the wadded-up hankerchief, and lastly, her red eyes. "Is something the matter, Miss Forde?"
Ooops, he wasn't supposed to call her that either, was he? Oh well. What was she gonna do today, sneeze at him? |