watching the person who is people-watching. He didn't know why but there was something about this worker that made him uneasy.

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notices the trolley lady going by selling snacks. He buys an ice cream and sits back to enjoy it. He gets excited over ice cream.

had no idea they had a trolley lady...he feels a little ripped off...he kind wanted baklava and that ice cream looked ridiculously good.

takes the wrapper off and licks the melted ice cream off his fingers before he begins to roll his tongue across the top of it.

's eyes widen....was he seeing this right? He leans forward in his chair trying to get a better view....just to make sure he wasn't crazy...

leans his head back and allows the ice cream to slowly melt and small drops fall to his tongue. He laughs softly. This was fun.

can't look away...was this legal?! He glances around his office before slowly wheeling himself over to his window and peeking through the

blinds.

accidently drops some on the top of his chest and on his neck. He unbuttons some of his shirt to stop it running down and staining. He then

uses his finger to wipe the drops off and licks them clean. He closes his eyes as his tongue returns to licking and dipping around the

dessert, making small contented moans as he finishes it.

TURNS AWAY!! THIS WAS WRONG!! He wheels back to his desk and lays his head on it trying to get the image out of his head...but his attention

would always go back to the window....

looks very happy now, until he looks around for something. When he can't find what he's looking for he heads to Sadiq's office. 'Sir? Do

you have any wipes for my hands? They're sticky.'

jolts upright and stares at him wide-eyed before narrowing his eyes. "No! I don't...." He's really frustrated and preoccupied...

looks confused at the looks he was getting. 'Are you feeling well? You look flushed. If you aren't well, you can't stay here.'

wheels closer to his desk and crosses his arms over his chest. "I'm feeling fine and staying here would be in my best interest thank

you." He retorts. "If you want to wipe your hands go to the washroom."

frowns. 'I will. Maybe an ice cream will cheer you up.' He mumbles as he goes to the washroom.

sure that was the last thing he needed...an ice cream!! "An ice cream." He scoffs. What an idiotic proposition. Okay, he needed to forget..

forget...forget....fuck.

sends the trolley lady around again, having pre-paid an ice cream for him.

gets an ice cream from the trolley lady...for free? As she leaves all he can do is glance down at it and picture Heracles eating it. He

doesn't think he wants to eat it....but....to hell with it. He grabs it and enjoys it. He couldn't really say no to sweets.

smiles as he returns to his office. That should put him in a better mood.

actually in a considerably better mood but he was still curious to who would have bought him one so after finishing the ice cream he decides

to ask the Greek. "Hey! Where you the one who bought me an ice cream?"

pokes his head through the door. 'Me? No, why? Did you get one?' He gives innocent, oblivious eyes.

doesn't trust him at all but is grateful but doesn't trust him. "I did and it was good." He pauses. "Tell whoever it is that I say

thanks."

smilesa and glances dow. 'I will do.' He says. He steps out to head back to his office, but immediately pokes back in. 'He says

smilesa and glances dow. 'I will do.' He says. He steps out to head back to his office, but immediately pokes back in. 'He says

you're welcome.' He chuckles and returns to his office.

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knew it! It was him all along. He pokes his head out of his office and yells at the retreating back of the Greek. "I will get you back for

this!"