*wanders down the hall to get a refill on his coffee to keep Esther thinking the only coffee he drinks is the coffee she brings him*
*sees you neatly organizing your offerings of chocolatey death and covertly looks around to make sure no one else is about to see him being horribly unprofessional*
*sneaks up behind you and picks you up off the floor, squeezing hard (hopefully hard enough to at least elicit an indignant shriek)* *drops you again, immediately affecting an admonishing tone* Elemmakil! Goof off on your own time! What'd you bring me, huh?