"Whoops." Adamska's hand dragged across your desk and knocked the thermos of warm coffee off the worn wood of the furniture where it hit the floor with an obnoxious series of "clacks" and "bangs". Boss was off base at the moment and it was a lazy enough day that Adamska in all his glorious and charitable personality, had decided to bless you with his presence while you worked. "Burger boy, what's this? It important?" He had lifted up one of the many slips of paperwork and held it above the shredder and lowered it before jerking it back out of the metallic teeth of the machine. "Guess so." He stated with a chuckle as you snatched the paper back with a sneer, the pen you'd been using being knocked off the table by your elbow as you attempted to straighten the papers. When you sat back up after grabbing the pen, you were met with the sight of Adamska wearing your beret with the Diamond Dogs logo on it as he made a show of hopping up to sit on the edge of your desk with his boots kicked up onto the top, the spurs and heels knocking over a small cup you'd filled with paperclips which all spilled onto the floor with a soft "plink" as he apologized sarcastically "Clumsy me."