Walt and Vic entered the office smiling at each other and speaking in hushed tones. As they passed Ruby's desk Vic said something to Walt under her breath and stepped quickly away. He took one large step to get behind her again and made a swift swipe to backhand her butt; he barely grazed her with the ends of his fingers.
Ruby put her hands to her mouth and giggled trying desperately to be as silent as possible. Branch and Ferg shared an 'Oh shit look', each wondering if they should or even could hold Vic back if she went after Walt.
Walt continued on to his office pushing the door shut as he strode through the doorway. Vic was right behind him she caught the door and turn to very gently and quietly shut the door. Then she turned back to him and in a restrained voice said, "Walt!"
Her tone effectively froze him where her stood; back to her, about the round the far side of his desk. He slowly turned to face her as she closed the distance between them. Walt breathed a small sigh of relief when she stopped just short of arm's length from him, he figured she couldn't reach him from where she stood and felt incrementally better.
She stared at him for a several seconds then waved her arm back behind her "What was that?" she brought the same arm up and waved it in front of her up and down "We're in uniform."
Walt gave her a sheepish expression "Sorry I know we said we would avoid such things."
Vic challenged "I thought we were avoiding that kind of thing while in uniform"
"I know I'm sorry I just couldn't help it."
Vic closed the distance between them and was a hairs breath away from his face, "Well just so ya know the next time you can't help that while we're in uniform this is what I'm gonna do." She grasped his belt buckle with one hand and pulled him toward her. Fisting her other hand into the denim of his shirt between the second and third snaps she pulled bringing his head down to hers; giving him a devastating kiss. Vic held the kiss until the shock of the moment was beginning to ease from Walt and he started to respond. Then she stepped back, pushing him slightly, and turned on one heel. Walt's butt brushed the desk; he sat to keep from falling to the floor. Over her shoulder Vic sent him a parting shot, "And I won't give a damn who does or doesn't see." Walking to the door she opened it, stepped out, turned to close it quietly, and then calmly returned to her desk.
Ruby watched the two younger men exchange looks and sneak glances at Vic. After a couple of minutes she braved to ask, "Should someone check on Walter?"
Vic noted a hint of concern in Ruby's question. She looked over to Ruby and said in a nonchalant tone; as though nothing out of the ordinary had happened, "Nah, he's fine." she gave the older woman a slight smile and a quick wink before turning back to her paperwork.
Ruby began to giggle; this time without restraint.