Miranda had been annoyed, doing her paperwork at her desk. You were late...again. Being dramatic as she is, she refuses to let go that you were late that last month, and believe me, when I say she will NEVER let it go, I MEAN it. Anyway, as you rushed into the office, panting softly, she put her pen down and glared at you coldly.

"You're-" She started in her stern tone, before her eyes glanced to your hands and realized you brought her...a muffin with her coffee? You've never got her a muffin with it before...mostly because you don't have to. She stared for a moment, before looking back up at you with slightly soft eyes for once, a glint of confusion and curiosity in her eyes. "...Why do you have that?"

"Uh, I thought you would...want one..." You mumbled nervously, as you put the coffee on her desk and offered her the muffin. god dammit, you KNEW this was a bad idea-...wait...oh...To your surprise, she actually accepted the muffin, taking it out of your hand softly. You SWORE she looked at you fondly for a moment before composing herself and looking back at you with those stoic eyes of hers.

"...Get to work." She muttered simply. She didn't even try to taste her coffee to see if it was 'acceptable'...