Morgan Pendragon walked towards the assistant's desk with an undeniable air of command, though that would suggest that it was ever denied. "I want to speak with my brother."
His assistant looked up and with a monotone voice replied, "I'm afraid Arthur is in a meeting."
Well, there were a few times she had to actually try to get something, Morgan put on an air of self-importance. Something she mimiced from her brother occasionally, "Do you know who I am?"
The assistant, with unkempt hair and a stain on his way too casual shirt spoke monotonly without looking up from his work, "I am going to take a wild guess and say you're Arthur's sister."
Morgan blinked. At her brief silence he looked up, "He's clear afterward though if you want to wait."
She snapped out of it, and raised a brow. "I could get you fired."
"Would you?"
Once again irregular, "What?"
"Get me fired."
No.
"Yes." Morgan said, with bravado.
He tilted his head and said, "It must be hard. Being his sister. I hope you enjoy this life." he looked down again and continued his work.
"Morgan! What are you doing here?"
Morgan jumped slightly, the strange man's words having a strange affect on her, and looked at her brother, "I came to have lunch with you."
Arthur smiled, "Careful sister, people might think you care." it dropped into a frown when he saw the assistant's clothing, "Colin. I thought we talked about a more professional look."
Colin looked up, "Yes. I didn't listen."
Arthur rolled his eyes, "You can't talk to me like that. I'm your boss."
The assistant shrugged.
Arthur was clearly going to push it, but Morgan grabbed his arm, "Arthur. Lunch." she dragged her brother away, but not without one more look at the new assistant.
