Ichabod crane Did not once slump in his seat he was upright his shoulders tense he always sat upright looking at the paperwork despite his gaze not wavering he was not at all diligently working he didn’t care for the plights of fabletown and its residents he let his eyes off his paper and noticed the empty spot near his desk and scoffed abandoning the paperwork to call his assistant Snow White “I want my wine on my table and call Vivian tell her I’m gonna be late for my massage” he grumbled and hung up after a few minutes snow walked in with a expensive bottle of his taste “that’s more like it” he grumbled at his assistant his gaze lingered on her backside as she walked away but picked his eyes up as he heard other presence in the room “oh..you” he said with a scoff “good news I assume? I can’t afford anything else right now” he scooted his chair closer to his desk