Stockinged feet padded silently to her office, pausing only to dig a few particular files out of her bag before tossing it carelessly to the side. The files hit the side of her desk with a slap as she then moved on to pick up a pile of mail that had been left there for her to leaf through, forcing herself to at least glance through their contents before satisfying her curiosity in regards to the unexpected bouquet of roses also waiting for her return. Briefly, her mood darkened as she wondered what her wayward assistant might have done that would require such blatant kiss-assery, but it was quickly exchanged for confusion when she gave into her curiosity and plucked out the small white card.
'Roses are red, violets are blue. Whether you love me or not, I love you.'
Completely baffled, Lust flipped the card over in search of a name or some identifier, only to come up empty handed. After a moment, she merely shrugged it off and tossed the card aside in lieu of simply bending at the waist to enjoy the offering.
As soon as the sweet smell of rose petals invaded her senses, Lust's head began to swim and there was a sharp tightening in her chest, her hand flashing out to grip the edge of her desk before she could lose her balance all together. It simply passed after a few moments, leaving Lust even more confused as she had been but a few moments before, but there would be another time to think on the odd happenstance - with her guest waiting for her, now was hardly the time.
Sensing Desmond moving about, Lust took a few deep breaths to ensure that whatever had come over her had passed before stepping out of the small room to meet her companion halfway. A delighted smile curled her lips as she found him just around the corner, with drinks in hand.
"See now, you are working to spoil me well beyond anyone else's tolerance." One hand curled around the proffered glass, enjoying the small tingle of delight earned as her fingers brushed against the God of Self-Help's.