Jaren was currently unexpressive. In fact it was a good thing his father couldn't read minds for he currently was despising the old man. Despising him for FORCING him to be an intern at HIS company. Why he couldn't just spend the other half of the day time doing what he liked best was beyond him. He mentally sighs and walked out of the office with her. Hearing his father shut and lock his door. The grimace he allowed to cover his features when he looked at his father's office door was beyond humorous. He shakes his head and looks at her. "Jaren." He says. Shaking her hand and sits in the extra chair she pulled in. Taking the folder and watches the numbers on the page begin to solve themselves for him. Figuratively speaking but that is what it would look like as his brain autocomputed. He takes the pen and fills out all the mathmetical papers first. Then penned in the rest of the information. "Done." he says softly. Looking at her and adverted his gaze again. His glasses fell off completely and he bent over to pick them up. Pulling himself back up she would get a nice full view of the young man's face. Once he was fully situated, the long almost black strands of hair fell back behind his shoulders. Then on went the needed eye assistants. He knew she was drop dead gorgeous.<br/><br/>He looked at the time. Wonder how fast he could run from point A to point B. He had a gig at his favorite club again...Flaming Ice. He blinked as he pulled out a front row and VIP ticket he was supposed to give to someone for tonight. It had the club owners signature on it. He looks around and sets it in front of her. "Here. I manage the account books for Flaming Ice. The owner said he wanted me to give a random person a front row and VIP ticket. It is good for three time use." He says softly. "Don't know if you are into that kind of stuff but please take it. Then I can say I did it and not be lying." He falls silent.<br/><br/>He finished the papers and sighs. Humming under his breath but not loud enough to hear clearly. He watched the clock. Thank god it was friday and his father left out of town and he had four days to just spend at the Nightclub Flaming Ice.