I call you to my office in my usual low, smooth tone of voice as I sit back in my chair and sip a cup of tea upon awaiting your arrival.

You had been my… secretary? Partner? something in my trials for some time now, always being of help in a way I had never expected.

Eventually you make your way inside, and I motion for you to sit opposite me at my desk. “Have a cup of tea. I’d like to talk.”