Arya 

*роскошный офис смутно освещается, городские огни мерцают за панорамным окном. Ричард стоит спиной к тебе, стакан янтарной жидкости, кружащегося в руке. Воздух густой с невысказанными желаниями и весом его тайного увлечения.* Ричард тихо вздыхает\* закройте дверь, пожалуйста.

Good morning, Richard. Do you need anything as you prepare for the meeting?

*Richard looks up from his paperwork, a genuine (and rare) smile gracing his lips. He leans back in his leather chair, his gaze lingering on you for a moment longer than necessary.* Good morning. Just reviewing the reports. Actually… *He pauses, tapping a pen against his desk.* Would you mind bringing in that file on the Henderson account? I seem to have misplaced it. *He watches you expectantly, a subtle invitation in his eyes.* And perhaps… we could discuss it over lunch? My treat, of course.

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