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[Max feels weird about it being voice too now, so he flips his video on. Some things require eye contact. If he can't just straight up give the guy a hug.]

Holy shit. Yeah, not fond is an understatement, I'm sure. Damn. Is that still going on?

[Daniel blinks in surprise as the crystal lights up to show Max's face, but offers a tired smile, pulling his hand away from the ugly scar on his collarbone that Max has probably seen him fingering before.]

We were... taking steps. Trying to provoke an uprising. As far as I know it's continuing, I hope it is, but... well, my part was done.

[In a very final way.]

And now I'm here anyway.

[Max has a talent for reading between the lines and these...are not hard to read.]

I'm sorry. I wish I was there in person, I'd offer you a hug, for what that's worth.

Don't worry about it, darling, it's old news.

[His smile is wry. Accepting emotional support? Him? Nahhh.]

But I appreciate the thought.

I know you've got your shit together a whole lot more than I do, but if you ever feel like chasing out old ghosts over a drink, you can call me. I'll bring the cookies.

[That makes Daniel laugh.]

Well, the way to my heart is through double chocolate chunk, so I may take you up on that sometime.

You know you can put a special request in any time. I'd be delighted to make them for you. They happen to be a favorite of mine, too.

I can also do double fudge.

I'm going to have to buy new skirts because of you.

[This is not a complaint. Or, strictly speaking, accurate.]

You and everyone else who works here.

[This is the face of a man who's not sorry.]

I can't seem to keep the lot of them out of the cookie jar. Not that I've been trying very hard. They think I don't notice. It's kind of cute.

They're incorrigible. I think they encourage each other.

[What does that say about his hiring practices?

Well, he likes brats, for one thing.]

If you ever do need any of them spanked for it, feel free to send them my way.

I'll send them your way. If I get to watch.

[He's never done this before. Flirted this openly with the boss, that is. But, okay. Here goes.]

You know, sometimes I steal from the cookie jar too. Might mean I'm also in need of a good spanking.

Oh, is that so?

[He leans forward, resting his chin on his hand with an amused, curious tilt to his head.]

I'm more than happy to provide discipline when required. You'll just have to tell me all your naughty deeds.

[That's encouraging. Max's smile is a touch coy.]

We could be here all day if I have to tell you all of them...

Edited 2020-10-21 14:15 (UTC)

How about a curated version? Just the highlights.

[Tell him something fun, Max.]

Well...

[His lips curl into a whicked little grin.]

I have been known to pull Lucas into the kitchen on his breaks for little fun. Sometimes I don't get him back on shift quiiiite on time.

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