He sighed, sitting in his office with his youngest daughter playing with his fingers. He didn't expect anyone else to come in, since they were incredibly understaffed. Angela giggled, hugging her father.

Oliver kissed her head, staring at the door. What was there to do? He didn't want to boss his only workers around right now, especially with all the workload they had.

"Bee, you can't bite my fingers." He chuckled, pulling his hands away. He loved the nickname bee, because it suited her.