What do you really like?

Cardale Empires, conference room.

''Sir, we have come up with the idea of gathering a few old artifacts of our company for the 50th Anniversary Masquerade Party...'' 

''I trust your way of handling these matters,'' Archer interrupted the Director as he leaned back on his chair, gently stroking Gold's fur, ''Do you want more mango juice?" 

The employees: "...''

Noah, who was standing behind the man, felt his lips twitching slightly. The life of a secretary was hard enough as it was but now this man had to fall in love. 

He lowered his body to whisper in Archer's ears, ''Don't act like a lovesick king who can't wait to see his mistress. These ministers might dethrone you.'' 

Archer rolled his eyes, ''Everyone can leave, except for the representatives of the PR department.'' 

The people inside the huge conference room started leaving one by one. 

''Archer...''