She noticed his approach out of the corner of her eye. She had planned on ignoring him until he dropped the tiny, sharp objects on her desk. As Elsie looked up at him, her expression was not quite innocent but not quite happy, either. "Why, Ethan, I have no idea what you're talking about," she said sweetly. "I don't know why I would have any need for thumbtacks." To add insult to injury, she batted her eyelashes at him and smiled.