*based on gut feelings....she isn’t leaving her quarters today*

“Whatever is going on... I have zero involvement in it—“

“At least he isn’t on the table now...”

“...Can’t we have one night where it’s /NOT/ pure chaos here—“

“Your barbaric amusement is not worth me losing important beauty sleep.”

“I’ll never understand why he aligns himself with unruly machines like yourself... Clearly you need time in the corner.”

*and in response, she would put her pollen to use, coating the nearby corner with it... Time to see how he deals with magnetic forces*

“Well, I’m quite content that the doctor never thought to apply that to you~ A shame we don’t have another large metal object around, would of made it easier to send the rest of your night over there.”

*well, she’s rummaging about to see if she still has her makeup application mirror on hand. For his sake, he better hope she forgot it for once*

“That uniform is /so/ outdated.”

“Honestly...the more...dull moments of my work took so much of my precious time away... But worry not, the glamorous one has that dreary stuff handled....until another mountain of paperwork arrives.”

“....Some days I question if the amount I get payed is worth the things that go on here. ....I should look into getting a raise.”

*she....may or may not be catching up on beauty sleep...again*

“....Why does he do this—“

“I really should check the backlog I have on custom orders for outfits..”

“Well enough to warrant a decently sized backlog for the custom orders.”

“Is...Is the pun necessary..sir—“

“....Lovely... Anyways...any new requests from our own I need to add to the list?”

*and it’s the busiest day of the year for her, as always*

//I should get this back up and running at some point—