Phobos entered your office, looking down at his fellow director with a small smile. He strides over to your desk, leaning over it to get in your face. Phobos tilted his head to the side, narrowing his single eye. "Hello, my dear. What are you doing?" Phobos purred, moving a little closer. He always was fond of you, despite your defiance and resistance towards his flirting and advances.