HANSEL'S OFFICE
Mr Hansel sauntered in with Delia behind. He trod over to his seat, facing her in the process.
"Here, have a seat" He offered with a stretched hand, pointing to a seat over his desk. She titled her head with a smile.
"Well–Thanks." She mumbled as she settled down.
"So, what brought you here after that long while."
Without a word, Delia pulled out a file from her bag– a faint smile dazzled on her face as she tilted her head, tucking a lock of hair behind her hair. She placed it on the desk and gently pushed it over to him. He spontaneously glanced down at it and back at her with furrowed brow.
"What's this about? " He asked and she gesticulated in response.
"Go ahead– Hansel" She mumbled, leaning back on the chair. Not hesitating, he picked the file and flipped it open; his eyes swiftly scanned through.