'Just about' What did that mean? He eyed Charles for a few seconds and gave his eyes a little roll with a small smile setting on his face. "Hmm... We can discuss what you anticipated when we get back. I'm eager to hear how you thought today was going to go down" he said honestly. But he didn't want to go over their events with Nick's ears listening in. Speaking and being mindful wasn't something Caden did easily.<br/><br/>"I did for the most part. There was an incident that I wasn't very fond of... But I'm sure it won't happen again" he said refurring to the cup of ice. The sensation had slowly died off and the event was no just a memory. But that hadn't made the event any less horrible. If he seen Charles with a cup of ice again he'd know better than to piss him off. But the next question made his brain tick. What could've gone better? That was a hard one. His eyes came away from the window and they found Charles' face again. "I dunno" he said lifting his shoulders to form a small shrug. "The meeting at reception went well and so did the meeting with the board. We managed to tick off our lists of work, so all in all it was a pretty good day". The punishment wasn't something that went wrong in his mind either, because it wasn't work related.<br/><br/>Nick pulled the car up shortly after and got out to open the doors for the pair. "Until next time. Would you like me to come the same time tomorrow? Or would you rather have a house office day?" he asked directing the question at Charles just as Caden stepped out of the car and patted his clothes down to get the folds out of the material. He didn't care what Charles decided to do.   The sub was more focused on what was happening here and now, or what was waiting around the corner... Food. He was starving.