Dean's Office - Wednesday

[tricksy_spy]

Aly had been following the elections with a bemusement that came from an extensive experience with monarchies and a year of dating a declared political geek.  She wondered just how much money Josh had won - or lost - on this particular set of elections.  Hopefully the entire pot if his candidate turned out as he hoped.

Still, elections seemed mainly

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[light_a_spark]

Roy was good at alleviating boredom. He thought so himself anyway and he'd brought Aly some ice cream to prove it too. He did have to occasionally lick it to get it to her however, but she'd just have to deal with that.

"You look like you could need a break," he commented from the doorway.

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She looked up with a grin. "Just not the arm, please."

[light_a_spark]

He rolled his eyes. "Now I really do know I just came in time," he decided as he moved towards her desk. "Your humour has just gotten worse."

[tricksy_spy]

"That couldn't be!" she protested instantly. "I have wonderful humour."

[light_a_spark]

"Especially when you say so yourself," he teased and he held out the ice cream for her.

[tricksy_spy]

She took the ice cream with a quick grin. "I do say so. Funny."

[light_a_spark]

"I'm glad you amuse yourself, darling," he said easily, leaning down to kiss the top of her head.

[tricksy_spy]

"Darling?" Aly asked, raising an eyebrow. She looked up for a proper kiss. "Darlking."

[light_a_spark]

"Did you just become my queen?" he asked, smirking and he playfully brushed his lips over hers before he pulled back. "Your ice cream is melting."

[tricksy_spy]

She snorted. "They told me you were the queen."

[light_a_spark]

"Your legs look better in a skirt," he said patiently, as if he'd told her a hundred times. Which... he had.

[tricksy_spy]

She licked her ice cream cone slowly. "There's that too."

[light_a_spark]

"So you're the queen," he nodded leaned back against her desk as he licked his own ice cream. "Besides, we only have had a Fuhrer back home."

[tricksy_spy]

"Oh, sure, be logical," she teased.

[light_a_spark]

"I am," he nodded and he leaned back to not so sneakily try to read the file on her desk.

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Aly snorted. "Don't even think about it, mister. You wouldn't let me read yours."