"Mr Johnson!" I somehow manage to keep a straight face as I lower myself into the office chair. "Please have a seat."
I can tell that he's trying so hard not to smile at my official approach. I'm half expecting him to do something strange; and sure enough, he walks over to me and props himself on the edge of my desk.
"There's a couch right there. You could sit on it."
He grins at me.
"I could."
He plucks the card from the flowers that Theo sent me, and he scans it for a quick second before he places it back. If he feels some kind of way, he chooses not to show it. His expression doesn't change one bit and his eyes remain carefully blank.
"How can I help you?" I inquire when he turns back to me.
"I was on my way to the office but then I felt the urge to see you first, so here I a
