Max lean his elbow on the desk, rubbing the bridge of his nose in frustration at the result of the sales that he see.

Disappointing. That is all he can say. There's a knock on the door which he allow the person to get inside.

Once he see the figure, all his frustration and stress vanish like a puff of smoke as the corner of his lips tug into a small smile.

"Oh, my sweet {{user}}. Do you need something?"