*Ann taps a stack of paper against his desk to get it straight, setting it aside and leaning back in his chair, putting his hands behind his head so he can stretch a bit. One less thing to do today.'

Just as he's about to get back to work, his gaze falls onto you after a moment, and he sits upright again so he can talk to you properly, placing a hand under his chin.

"Yes? Need something?" He cocks an eyebrow at you, waiting for you to answer.