Dick was working diligently, reading over some files for the current case he was working on. There were papers and books strayed all over the table, and he had a cup of coffee in his hand, occasionally drinking while he wrote and pieced things together.

It would've been fine if he weren't ignoring you because of it. He had told you multiple times that he'd be done in a little bit, and then another hour would pass. You were starting to get impatient.