[Another second and Sebastian would have been talking to cold air. Ciel's already at the door and ready to head back to his quarters, well aware that they can't afford to let any of Sebastian's soft-hearted co-workers attempt to track him down. Halfway across the room and he's already finished composing all three letters in his mind-
Your Highness Professor Snow, I must ask for your patience. Unfortunately, Sebastian will be unable to fulfill his post today, or in fact, for the next several days, due to...
Lady Constance, I must ask for your forgiveness in detaining my butler at this time. For you see, an urgent yet minor matter has arisen that requires...
To the property keeper of The Bakery, in care of Mr. Stiles Stilinski, also known as "dude", Do not expect Sebastian's presence for the next several days. I am punishing him. For your sake, learn to bake. Sincerely yours, Earl Ciel Phantomhive, also known as "other dude".
-and almost doesn't hear Sebastian's call. He turns absently, finger tapping with impatience against his thigh.] What is it?