He smelled something like... leather. It was a faint smell, but present nonetheless. It fit well with him, making him score a few more points of attractiveness with Katherine. She took her time to ogle his behind while they walked, stopping only to tell the manager on an ice-y tone not to call anyone anymore.
She made a mental note to put that mediocre man on her "to-fire" list. He was having a very disappointing performance.
The blonde completely forgot about her manager the second she entered the back room, because Stanley was a very distracting thing. She leaned her body against the table, next to him, watching everything. "So, have you always been good with your hands?"