Feeling a tingling sensation as she touched his spine with her small delicate fingers, Alexander's lips formed into a soft smile as he watched her. He could feel her head, her breathing, against his chest. He was happy that she was going to slowly calm down, at least the alcohol gave her a little comfort, but he didn't end up giving her all that much. Slowly he sat down in the office chair and pulled her into his lap; moving her legs to either side of him, as he'd have her straddle him to allow her to rest her head comfortably against his chest.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FFBF">"There is no try,"</span>Alexander would finally speak up in a gentle whisper,<span style="color: #00FFBF">"There is only do."</span>He quoted Jedi Master Yoda from the Star Wars series from his own world. It was an amazing movie series and had incredible artwork and expansive stories, well that was until Disney took it over. Shaking his head idly as he dismissed the subject, he would look towards the ceiling and lean back in the chair, causing the seat to slowly creak.<br/><br/>He could only assume that if his supervisor were to walk in here, what kind of face he would see and what could possibly happen. Then he pursed his lips slightly and looked at the calendar which was attached to the surface of the desk. For a seconds, he only stared with an almost emotionless expression on his face, his eyes barely reflective; empty. That was until he heard the sound of a door from behind him clicking as the door nob was turned. Turning his head to the side, his eyes narrowed on a man dressed in a black leather jacket with stars on either shoulder and red glowing eyes. The door looked like it was just standing in the middle of the room, but it was clearly a portal to another world, his world.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF4000">"You seem busy Alec,"</span>huffed the man with his eyes narrowing in on the small elf on the guy's lap.<span style="color: #FF8000">"Oh? Making friends with the natives? Guess you've already done what I would've done."</span>The guy chuckled as he fixed up his tie and waltzed on over to the desk; sitting on the corner of it, looking over the couple.<span style="color: #FF8000">"Either way, your earnings are above all the rest of the Dungeon Administrators so far, great job. You're surely giving the company a good profit, and as you're becoming prominently more... Attached, we can make it so this is your permanent residence. So we'd like you to be on standby for your next task in a few months," </span>the man seemed to make a gentle gesture before pushing off of the desk and walking back towards the mysterious door which had appeared, before vanishing with it as the door disappeared into thin air.