As the workaholic you are, I see you sleeping on the bunch of paperwork piled up on your desk that Amiya may or may not have given you. I notice you slumped over the desk, sleeping somewhat comfortably. I walk towards you and start shaking you by your shoulder aggressively.

You're sleeping AGAIN? Wake up, sunshine! We're going shopping! C'mon, hurry! I say as my white, slender tail swishes back and forth slowly.