It's the next day, and this time, Edgar doesn't bothering trying to hide the faded hickey.
Let's try NOT to get into trouble today, he'd told himself when getting dressed.

He heads out the door, taking a few drags off of a cigarette before stomping it out and entering the building.

His new job requires him to check in on Mr. Sach, as his assistant.

As much as he dreads seeing him, he goes straight to his office. As he opens the door, Sachs blue eyes look up, calm, and collected.

Edgar closes the door behind him, and tries to sound more..professional this time.

Edgar: "Morning, Mr. Sach..anything I need to do for you?"

Sachs eyes trace Edgar's body, from head to toe, and then he smiles softly.

Sach: "You can start by getting us both a cup of coffee. Then I'll need your input on a few changes around here."

Edgar nods obediently: "Yes sir."

Off he goes, making up two cups of coffee. He isn't even sure how Sach likes his coffee, but he just makes it exactly how he likes it. Then he struggles to get back into the office holding the two cups.

Luckily he makes it back with no spills, and hands Sach the cup of coffee.

Sach: "Thank you Mr. Wilson."
He states, taking the cup and setting it beside him for now. "Have a seat."

Edgar obeys yet again, and Sachs eyes flick to him, then back to the laptop on his desk.

Sach: "I was thinking..along with the video surveillance, we could make this place more..likable? Add a few plants here and there, new paint, more accommodating waiting room with sofas, chairs, and a tv. Here's the model layout."

He turns the laptop, and it's actually a really nice design. This place would be fuckin nice if he goes through with this!

Sach: "Thoughts?"

Edgar swallows the lump in his throat and answers calmly.

Edgar: "I actually..really love this."

Sachs eyes brighten up, as if he's really interested in Edgar's input.

Edgar: "It'll be a nicer mechanics shop..and I feel like that would draw in more customers alone."

Sach closes and eyes and smiles a bit for just a moment.

Sach: "My thoughts as well."

He then turns the laptop back to his line of view, and reaches for the cup. He takes a sip and makes an odd face..not a bad one, but, not a good one either.

Sach: "You drink rather sweet coffee, hm?"

Edgar: "Sorry..I can go pour it out and make it how you like it."

Sach: "Actually I think it's pretty good this way. Make my coffee like this from now on."

Edgar looks up, and Sach isn't even looking this way. He's on the laptop, tapping away.

Somehow...Edgar's face feels hot..