"Risotto... There you are."

Prosciutto said, pressing open the door to Risotto's office. He was carrying a metallic tray with him and smirked as he saw him in his chair. Risotto's desk was littered with paperwork of all sorts. Risotto had always been meticulous about his work and today, especially so. He hadn't left his office all day.

"I figured since you've been in here all day. I'd bring you something to eat..."