The Old-Fashioned Leader

Dmitri Ivan whistled in excitement as he walked along the cold corridors of his office.

He couldn't help but rub his hand in glee.

He had just received the best news and he couldn't wait to share it.

He stroked his dyed mustache as he walked with a slouched gait.

He considered himself fortunate to have been around when he did.

The aides walking behind him exchanged a puzzled look surprised by the informal behavior of their leader.

Normally he was a grouch and overbearing man so the display of excitement came as a surprise to them.

They knew better than to ask questions though. Sooner or later, the reason for his excitement would be made known to them.

"You're dismissed," He said to them quite merrily as he made his way into the office and shut the door fast.

They took the cue and left then broke into a debate about their leader's mood once they were out of earshot.