Eowyn was still pretty giddy about the way things were going. Work sucked a lot less with Merry rather than Lewis in charge, and Clint. Oh Clint.
That was very nice too. But very much a thought for later. It was wasn't yet five, but she knew Merry wasn't really the type to be watching the clock super closely, especially on a Friday. Popping her head in, she grinned. "How can I help you, Tex?" It was very much teasingly said. The nickname was just stupid.