*drags himself up out of his chair and makes an attempt to brush his clothes down, leaning his hip against the desk until the dizziness passes* *stretching* Ngh, no. Might as well stay. I'll just hole up in here and plow through, maybe get out a little earlier tonight.
*rubs his eyes again* *chagrined* Don't suppose I can bribe you to keep this to yourself, sweetheart? I might not be the favorite boss or the responsible one or the one who doesn't fall asleep on his goddamned desk, but I'll buy you lunch.