Godric was not, in normal circumstance, a threatening person. He weilded his mind as a weapon, not his fists. But he was pleased that Riley understood his obligations as a friend, or "bro" as Wesley would put it, and now that they'd reached this understanding the matter could be set aside and they could carry on. "Good," he said simply, gently setting his shot glass down on the desk. "Now that we've settled that... tell me about this week of yours. You mentioned that is is less than amazing, so I'm curious as to what has transpired to lead you to a private office party."