Ariella walked the long hallway to Willy wonka's meeting room. They have had have these meetings before and everyone went the same way, with them going over the paperwork, but never finishing because halfway through it they would always fall into the real reason they were there in the first place. She came up to a pair of purple double doors with a large sliver W right in the middle. She went inside not knowing that Charlie was behind her, wanting to know what kind of meetings these were, and why wasn't he invited to them. As the doors began to close he took the initiative and ran inside to hide in a corner that was just big enough for him to be hidden. 5 minutes later willy came through another door on the other side of the room, dressed on all black so that he matched his secretary. It was like anything he had ever seen. He was always used to seeing him wear all kinds of colors even though they were all dark he'd never seen him in all black; he wasn't accustomed to seeing him this way.

"Have I kept you waiting?"

"You're worth the wait."

"(Smiles) so are you."

He ran a hand up her cheek and caressed her face gently.

"How's about we skip the paperwork tonight?"

"I'm all for that."

She stood up from her chair and kissed him. He returned the favor by wrapping his hands around her waist bringing her closer to him so he could run his hands over her body. She unbuttoned her shirt, and snaked her hands around his neck. He pushed it off her shoulders burying his face in her breasts. She held his head there and moaned gently. Charlie's eyes widened to the point where they were as large as gobstoppers. So this is why he didn't want him in this meeting, because he wanted to release his affections he had for her. He pushed her onto the bed that was in the middle room that Charlie was wondering what it was there for and now he knew why. Charlie watched as he saw clothes being removed, hands touching over each other, moaning and panting. All of a sudden there was silence just like it was before, a deathly graveyard silence.

"Willy…?" ariella's voice though soft and gentle as she spoke was loud enough for him and Charlie to hear.

"… I love you."

"What?"

"I said I love you. You're everything to me."

"I… lo… like you too."

She got from the bed, pulling on her clothes, and trying to fix her hair that had become a mess during sex. She glanced at the corner where Charlie was hiding and he could swear she looked directly at him. He flinched and hoped she didn't see him but she had. She back to the bed and crawled beside Willy.

"What is it?"

"There's something in that corner over there."

He slid on his boxers and pants and walked over to the corner. Charlie knew he was in trouble now; he violated wonka's wishes about him not being there and was preparing for the worst. He looked up to see him standing over him, looking hurt now knowing he saw what he did.

"There's nothing here. Maybe it was your imagination."

"Whatever. I have to go do inventory so I'll see you later."

She walked over to him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. He gave one back to her and waved at her departing from the room then turned to face Charlie who was still crouching in the corner.