Blake walked out of the elevator into the reception room to Weiss's office, the entire desk is towards the back of the room in front large double doors. She sat down and took a long sip from her coffee. she was tired, she didn't get much sleep last night. She flicked on her monitors and began her work of making Weiss's job slightly less hell.

"How is my day looking?" Weiss asked as she walked into the room.

"Two meetings, a video conference with the branch heads and a fresh stack of papers from the CFO." Blake said. "About the papers."

"Yes?" Weiss said looking through her mail.

"I took a look at them to see their importance." The faunus said. "They all seem like the CFO doesn't need to bother with telling you any of this."

"I know." Weiss sighed. "He's just trying to pester me ever since I adjusted the wages for all of the labor employees. The board of directors are doing similar acts since I cut their pay and canceled any and all bonuses."

"You certainly did not make any friends when you took over the company." Blake said.

"I'm here to run a business." Weiss cracked a smile. "I never expected to have any friends."

"Speaking of friends." Blake said weakly. "About what Yang said last night. I am really sorry about that, she is really impulsive and never really thinks before she talks."

"Think nothing of it." Weiss giggled. "It was actually quite flattering to have someone speak to me so unrestrained. It was, nice."

Weiss left a confused Blake alone as she went into her office. Weiss normally snapped off people heads if they talked to her like Yang did. She took out her scroll and sent a message to Yang.

-You broke my boss- Blake sent.

After nearly twenty minutes Yang responded. -Wha?- Blake could hear the blond girl yawn. It was ten and the girl was probably fast asleep.

-Weiss is acting weird and its your fault- Blake fired back.

-I had that big an effect?- Blake could practically see Yang smirk.

-Stop smiling, this is freaking me out- Blake sent the message and then got a call on the office phone.

"Miss Schnee's office, how may I help you?" Blake said as rehearsed.

"This is Oraan the manager from the Destron Mine." Blake knitted her brow at the mans words.

"I assume this is about the mine being shut down." Blake said

"Ah yes." The man let out a sigh. "Are we really shut down?"

"Unfortunately." Blake said softly. "Do you wish to speak to Miss Schee about it?"

"Yes please." The man said.

"One moment." Blake hit a button on the phone.

-Weiss-

Weiss sat at her desk going through her email. Nothing but messages meant to clog up her in box. Her left eye twitched slightly as she sorted which email is actually important and which is just meant to annoy her. The board of directors is getting on her last nerve. They are nearly reaching the point where they are hindering her work. The only one who wasn't trying to pester her was the COO. However the woman who had the COO title was young and hesitant to do anything. A beep from her office phone snapped her out of her thoughts.

"The manager of the Destron mine is on the line and wishes to speak to you." Blake's voice came through the phone installed into her desk.

"Put him through." Weiss said. After a soft beep she said. "Hello this is Weiss Schnee. You wished to talk to me?"

"This is Oraan. I have some questions about why exactly our mine is close." Oraan sounded concerned.

"Unfortunately You haven't produced any Dust in a year and the board has voted the mine closed." Weiss informed

"But we've been producing about a ton of fire Dust a month." Oraan said carefully.

"What?" Weiss nearly snapped. "I have reports that the mine has run dry."

"I'm here every day and yesterday we had the biggest hall in six months." Oraan said carefully.

"Tell everyone that the layoff email was a system error." Weiss ordered. "I'm coming there personally to confirm what you are saying. Until then everyone is on vacation while someone I trust checks the mine for Dust deposits."

"Yes ma'am." Oraan said as Weiss hung up.

Weiss' left eye began to twitch violently. A scowl began to grow over her expression. Someone in the company tried to hinder the entire company just to make her look bad. She could deal with the petty and unimportant things that they were pestering her with. But tricking her to close down a mine that is producing a ton of Dust a month. This would have tanked her stocks. Maybe that's what they wanted, bring down the stocks low enough for a hostile take over.

-hours later, Yang-

Bumblebee sputtered to a stop in the back alley where Yang worked. It was nearly eight and Yang was unusually tired. Blake woke her up to yell at her, a third time, about hitting on her boss. She keyed in her ID code and went in the service entrance to work. She came into a long hall with lined with doors. She entered the third door on the left into the women's changing room. She was greeted by her coworkers Pyrrha, Penny and Norrah.

"'Sup ladies." Yang greeted with a yawn.

"Tired?" Pyrrha asked.

"Blake woke me up to yell at me for hitting on her boss." Another while she opened her locker.

"Isn't her boss Weiss Schnee?" Norrah asked.

"Yep." Yang said clicking on her belt.

"You just hit on Weiss Schnee?" Pyrrha's face was complete shock. "The woman who controls the flow of Dust. The woman the council of Vale begged to come live here?"

"What's so hard to believe?" Yang raised an eyebrow at the others in this room. "I saw her, she was cute, I told her she was cute."

"I observe that it is not socially acceptable to hit on one's boss or the boss of one's friend." Penny said as robotically as ever. "So may I ask what would possess you to do such a thing?"

"She was cute." Yang said as she sat on the bench to change her boots.

"At least It was a one time thing." Pyrrha sighed.

"I wouldn't say that." Yang said walking to the gun locker to retrieve her gun. "I have a feeling I'll see her again."

"Just don't do something stupid." Pyrrha said.

"It's me we're talking about." Yang gave a cocky smile. "When have I done anything stupid."

A collective of sighs and moans was her answer. The blond wasn't known for her smart decisions. She has a collection of things and scars to prove that.

"Oh right tomorrow's Saturday right?" Norrah asked. Yang nodded. "Where do you go over the weekends anyway."

"That's something you might learn if I think the times right guys." Yang said somberly.