"Howdy, prez." Blaise said with an arrogant smirk. He was oddly happy to be called into you office. He had started another fight, the third one this week, at this point it was like he was doing it on purpose.

He strode on over to you desk and took a seat in front of you as he leaned onto the desk.

"Ya keep on callin' me back here. It's almost like ya got the hots for me..." He teased. He liked to get on your nerves, it was just how this country boy was...