*smiles and briefly presses a hand to your arm, hoping to erase that disappointment (you silly git, it isn't as though you don't run into him enough already—by most normal friends' standards, anyway)* It isn't work when it's fun, Glorfindel. *and you know he means "you're welcome"* But I really do have to get going. We'll catch up.
*shrugs lightly and swipes a fingerful of frosting from Elemmakil's plate* Besides, this means more cake for you—and it is your birthday, so indulgence is the name of the game. More so than usual, even?