Blind Leading the Blind

"Good morning, Sir Holz!" Jakob greeted him brightly, raising the stacked pile of paperwork in his arms. "I got some delivery for you."

Evan continued sipping on his excessively sweet coffee before placing the mug on his table, releasing a deep sigh.

"It's already afternoon, Jakob," he said grimly.

Jakob's smile faded away as he glanced at his wristwatch to check the time.

"Oops! My bad." He exclaimed before pointing his chin at the stack he was carrying. "Where should I place this, sir?"

"Table," Evan replied tersely. "What's this?"

"It's some report from the other branches that needed your immediate attention," Jakob answered as he placed the papers on Evan's office table, his tone serious when he needed to be. 

"Okay," Evan nodded.

Jakob gave a salute before heading towards the door.

"Oh, Jakob," Evan called. "Before you leave, may I ask you something?"