*watches you make your escape, the grimace fixed in place* *great. just great.*
*after you've gone, leans back in his chair and covers his eyes with an audible groan* Thank you so much, baby girl. No, really.
*after a moment, feels tiny claws in his leg and a familiar scrabbling sensation* *automatically leans down and picks the little beast up before she climbs and punches yet more holes in him* *sets her on the desk and gives her a paperclip to fuss with, already thinking of ways to de-cat himself before he leaves the house from now on*
*returns his attention to the envelope (right, pressing work) and quickly opens it* *...* *!!!*
*ever so calmly waits a few minutes before dialing his lord's extension*