No, I seem to recall leaving some very explicit instructions about who's office this was to be after I was gone. I'm not here to step on toes.

[But he is going to come inside anyway, a slight smile at the edge of his lips at her laugh. Better than tears, which are what he feared. But to keep the tone light, he's going to busy himself setting out the food on the desk, being careful not to move things around too much or pry.]