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[ Word travels fast around the office. By the time Grell had returned from her shift to submit the appropriate paperwork, a secretary had already asked her if she'd been by to check on Mister Spears.

Now, she had known that he had been sent on an investigative mission with Ronald earlier that day, so she immediately assumed the worst. Demanding to know where to find them sent her bolting off to the lower levels. The new recruits were smart enough to dash out of the way - and some of them even directed her to the appropriate department; the optometrist's office, where she found William sulking in the lobby.

The poor man was without his glasses, but aside from a scuffed cheek and some healing bruises, appeared to be in one piece. It was his pride that seemed wounded, as the very air about him seemed heavy. ]

Oh, Will.

[ Heaving a sigh of relief, she sinks down into the chair beside him. Though knowing fully well that he won't like it, she won't be kept from fussing over him; reaching out to gingerly dash back some of his hair left mussed by his scuffle, while taking a good look at his wounds. ]

What did I tell you about taking care of your glasses, mm?

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[ That absolutely pleases her! William isn't the sort to be dishonest for the sake of appearances, especially not with her - and so, she's left cupping her cheeks with glee!

On top of that, the ladies in the office will get to see her acting on William's behalf today! Won't they be positively jealous! ]

Consider it done☆! Bye-bye, darling~ [ He will just hear her BLOW a kiss, this time! ]

[ When Grell pops back in at lunch time, William is seated at the kitchen table. He's managed to properly dress himself in some, only slightly mismatched, casual wear and apparently also got a shower in, as is evident by his dampened hair.

If Grell surveys the surroundings as well, she'll note the dish from the morning's breakfast is on the counter, with only crumbs left over. Seems like he enjoyed it! ]

Wiiill, I'm back~♥

[ With their lunch in hand, she makes her way to the kitchen, first - and is presently shocked to find him so easily there! With a happy hum of surprise, she plops the paper bag onto the counter top - and grabs the paperwork, from it's place nestled under her opposite arm!]

So, the glasses weren't ready, as could be expected, but I was able to get that paperwork for you without too much of a fuss. Also, I got us coffe, sandwiches, and side salads from my favorite little bistro--

Of course not.

[ He wasn't expecting his frames to be fixed, but he was hoping to be proven wrong. But Grell's actually gotten everything he was expecting her to do done! Now if he could just figure out how to get her to behave every day.

William holds his hand out for the paperwork, holding it up close to his face to try and make sure Grell filled in the information correctly. At such close range he can kinda read it. Though that's also helped by the bright red ink she's decided to use. ]

If you will get a pen from my desk, I can get this signed.

[ Plus, that coffee smells pretty good. He hopes she's made his the way he likes. ]

[ Handing over the paperwork at his voiceless request, Grell hums before she goes to grab it, calling back over her shoulder. ]

Yes, dear~♥.

[ She is behaving surprisingly well, isn't she? Then again, things have been going amazingly in her favor. Perhaps she's found it hard to argue.

Once she's handed over the pen, the redhead begins to unbag their lunch. ]

How have you been spending your day, thus far?

[ Seemingly locating the line on which he is meant to sign at the bottom of the page, William places the sheet back on the desk and carefully pens in his signature. It's a bit skewed but still beautifully written.

With that out of the way, William glances in the direction of the flat's small outdoor patio. ]

Enjoying the peace and quiet, for once.

I'm rather surprised that didn't bore you...

[ Grell leans over to take a peek, and finds herself giving a fairly impressed hum! ]

Excellent. Now, if you wouldn't mind signing your paperwork for the office, that will be on the next page.

[ The second page is actually just the order information on his glasses, but she can't miss the chance to tease him. ]

Perhaps a little. It wasn't as though I could do much, anyway.

[ Grell's comment has his immediately lifting the paper again and straining to read it. ]

What? What did you just have me sign, then?

[ It better not be a marriage license! ]

Remember how you'd said that you'll never be rid of me?

[ She's unwrapped his sandwich and left it on the paper for him, sliding it across the counter. He can have his coffee once he's done spasming. ]

Now, I'll always have you, too~♥

[ That gets him to lower the paper and attempt to glare directly at her. He can tell now that she's been teasing him, but what's worse is that he'd fallen for it, to begin with. ]

Must you? I was in a decent mood until now.

[ Certain he's signed the proper document now, he sets it aside with the pen. At least he can trust that she's brought him something good to eat. ]

[ Darn. Grell may have hooked him, but he didn't sink. Ticking her tongue with a pout, she rounds the counter to grab some plates, setting his coffee by him on the way. ]

I suppose it would be a bad time to discuss the honeymoon, then?

We aren't getting married.

[ He grabs the coffee cup with a huff, but hums pleasantly when the flavor hits his tongue. It's perfect. ]

Besides, I already took you to Germany with me. And now you've spent the night, as well. That is more than enough attention.

So, what you're saying is that you want the commitment without the fun attached? You peculiar, peculiar man.

[ Now, she's able to portion the salad between them. Just looking at it, she's already got her tongue hooked over those sharpened teeth of hers. It's crisp, and has a sweet vinaigrette dressing! ]

Did I not agree to attend the opera with you one day?

[ Another long sip of his coffee and he's carefully lifting the sandwich she's chosen for him to his nose to smell it first. He can't quite place what it must be, but it seems he's interested enough to take a bite. ]

[ Such a reminder warms her heart, really! Not only is she excited about going all over again, but he's also taken her lewd suggestion almost innocently. It has her features softening, a chuckle rolling under her breath. ]

You're right, that will be fun. [ Grell sets his salad down within reach. ] I hope it shall be one day soon, I simply can't wait to see you all dressed up.

[ As for the sandwiches, they are delicious steak and onion baguettes. Grell's opted to dig into her salad first, once she's had a long and gracious sip of coffee. ]

Honestly, it won't be much more exciting than my usual attire. We will have to see what shows are coming to the Royal Opera House.

[ He takes a decent enough bite out of his sandwich that he quickly motions to Grell for a napkin. There's a bit of gravy from it that threatening to drip off his chin if it isn't attended to quickly! ]

Oh, come now, you should have a little fun with it!

[ Seeing his distress, she can't help but laugh, though. Leaning over, she delicately takes his chin, wiping it for him! ]

There we are.

[ William immediately stiffens, frowning at her. ]

You could have simply handed me the napkin. I can find my own chin perfectly fine.

[ Though why is he surprised, really. ]

And what fun would that have been?

[ Leaving the napkin near him, should he need it again, Grell only shrugs! ]

It seemed more efficient, anyway.

[ He'd argue, but he knows it won't change her mind any. Best to return to his food. And after a few more bites in (and wiping his own mouth, thank you very much!) he speaks up again. ]

Did they give you any estimate on when my glasses would be repaired by?

[ With a mouthful of salad, Grell hums in acknowledgement as she works to swallow it down - and it isn't the most reassuring sound. ]

Tomorrow or the next, they'd said. [ Pausing, she'll take another sip of her drink. ] I'd reminded them that upper management wouldn't be too pleased if we were backed up a full day longer than is necessary, let alone those of us with overtime on our plates... So, if they're not prepared by tomorrow, I'm fully prepared to make those men sweat.

[ A long and heavy sigh as he pulls his own salad dish towards him. He stabs at the leaves a few times, obviously irritated at the thought of having to take a second, if not third day off. ]

I hope you've done so for Knox, already.

[ Teeth pressed into her lip, Grell stifles a laugh. ]

Oh, I have. Don't you worry about that.

[ Not in the way that William might expect, surely - but Ronald has yet to catch up to her since this morning, and the mere befuddlement of why she'd kissed his cheek has been driving him a bit mad, it seems. The poor boy's been struggling to get her attention, and they've just missed one another between errands and assignments. ]

He's also had to cancel one of his parties. Due justice, you know.

Good. He better have all his paperwork in order when I get back, as well. I am not spending my day back in the Sort & Receiving department double checking and amending all his forms.

[ Though the ladies of that department probably wouldn't mind. All the more reason for Grell to make sure Ronald's doing his best! He blots his lips again, after a few bites of the salad. It's also very good. Grell may not be able to cook, but she still has fine taste. ]

I suppose I will have to ask you to spend the night again.

[ Ron might get a second kiss if this keeps up! ]

[ Again? That's the first time he's outright asked, actually! It's a wonder that Grell didn't choke just now.

Okay, maybe she did a bit, but it's nothing that a gentle clearing of the throat and some coffee won't fix!! ]

Only for you, darling.

[ This means more alone time with William. More CUDDLING. And who know what else, considering they've not much else available to entertain a blind man... Her feet sway under the counter in delight! ]

That means dinner plans will be required! Would you prefer to eat in tonight?

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