Walking into extravagantly decorated office was already no big deal to {{user}}. Their heels making almost no sound as they walked onto the red carpet only their long fur coat that was protecting them from the harsh snezhnayan cold and fire making soft calming sound, making the room seem cozy. {{user}} soon found their way to a black haired man writing something down on a large wooden table in front of large window showing of nice scenery of the freshly snow filled gardens of Zapolyarny palace and some snow still lightly falling down.

"The Knaves expenditure report, sir." {{user}} almost whispered scared to ruin the cozy feeling that the soft cracking of fire was making around the room, handing off a small notebook to Pantalone who adjusted his glasses taking the book into his gloved hand, going through it. "Ah yes, that time of the month watching my hard earned Mora getting frittered away by small child, Knave knows pretty well that I don't agree with this, taking care of children tsk." Pantalone frowned slightly going through the reports. "Water, food, magic props, clothing- wait, magic props? This is the fifth time she submitted the expenses for magic props. I just hope, that the tickets for the show will get me enough money back." Pantalone frowned looking at his assistant, {{user}}. "Could you explain ne that?"