A/N: Two chapters today. Starting out might be a little slow going, sorry about that.

Vishnal strode through the offices, quickly dispensing the coffees and collecting necessary files. A few of the workers bid him a good morning, to which he'd nod cordially. It wasn't his job to bring everyone coffee, but he figured since he had to check on everyone's productivity anyway he might as well. Lest had appeared impressed when he'd go that little extra mile for everyone too, and praised his initiative.

He always worked with a smile, how could he not? His work wasn't physically demanding when he wasn't working many late nights in a row and paid him far beyond what he assumed he was worth. Once the initial nervousness wore off, he felt completely at ease with his coworkers and even his boss.

Earthmate Co., as the name suggested, was all about providing greener solutions to everyday problems. They dealt in all sorts of areas, fuels and foods and power options among other things. Lest appeared to be behind his mission statement of being kinder to the environment 100%. In private or among his most trusted employees, he was resolute in his dedication to a greener lifestyle and loving the earth. So far his company had garnered a good reputation. Lest himself opted to stay out of the public eye for reasons he wouldn't explain, and yet it didn't seem to have any negative effects.

Vishnal could only admire his boss's genuine devotion to his cause. On occasion he'd ask about these alternative fuels and energy, and Lest would often explain it as some kind of magic. Naturally Vishnal believed every word and never called his boss on the vagueness and mysticism.

As he distributed the coffee, Leon remarked to him, "Hey Vishnal, got a minute?" Leon's official title was 'financial advisor,' yet he never seemed to do much financial advising. Vishnal just assumed Lest favoured him and so he could get away with more than the average employee.

"Yeah, what do you need?"

"When you're done being a vending machine, tell Lest that it's about time he tended to the tomatoes. They're going to wilt if he ignores them much longer." He wore the same unreadable smile he always did, making it impossible to tell if he was joking or not.

"I'll keep that in mind." He rounded the corner, ready to head to his office.

Once he had taken care of his business on the lower floors, he made his way back into the boss's room where he'd likely spend the rest of his day. He'd gotten quite used to entering this room and didn't even bother knocking before entering.

"Morning sir! I've gotten the morning reports, Kiel in accounting is running a little late but he says he'll be done by lunch time."

"Ah, very good. Thank you Vishnal." The secretary approached and placed his boss's morning tea on his desk.

"Leon says the tomatoes are going to wilt, do you know what he means by that?"

Lest chuckled. "Don't mind him, he's just messing with you." As he said that he did appear contemplative. "I don't know, he might have a point though. I'll check on that tomorrow."

"Anything I can help with sir?"

"I'd say just review tomorrow's schedule and make a note about visiting the tomatoes. Actually, let's make a day of it. I think he might be talking about literal tomatoes this time."

"Right, I'll make a note on the schedule." Upon reviewing the next day's schedule, he found it was already surprisingly sparse, with a few notes about the tomatoes written down already. While he didn't know exactly what that meant, assuming it was some kind of code between his boss and Leon, he made a note about the tomatoes taking up the entire day. Checking ahead showed there was a pretty lax schedule in the near future.

Though, there was something important coming up so he'd ask about that. "Have you made the necessary preparations to meet with Arthur of Norad Corp.?"

"Definitely. I met with him once before and he's a very hard worker with a strong sense of ethics. I've read all the notes you gave me and have talked with Leon about how to win him over. I've also got some info on his company, not secret stuff or anything, just what's publicly available. He seems like a thorough person, if his employees and customers are to be believed." He paused, analysing Vishnal's reaction. His subordinate appeared to be hanging on every word. "You'll be there too, so take notes."

"Yes sir. I look forward to seeing you in action." He bowed his head then, and took a seat at his desk nearby. He briefly looked at his schedule for the day and got right to work.

He had his own office, but most of the time he worked near Lest just in case of a spur of the moment request, which may be a common occurrence depending on the day or various upcoming events.

There were a few brief moments of silence, as Vishnal usually stayed silent unless he was addressed or prompted. Lest cleared his throat and glanced in his secretary's direction.

"Hey Vishnal, How opposed are you to hard physical labour?" Lest asked suddenly and with a mischievous grin.

Without hesitation, he replied, "If it was what you needed me to do, I would be happy to do hard physical labour. I have done much hard labour while I trained under Mr. Volkanon. Am I being reassigned?"

"Not reassigned per se. Tomorrow I want to show you the heart of my company. I think you'll be impressed. The work will be different from what you're used to, and if it gets to be too much let me know, I'll let you go early."

"It would be an honour sir." He said with optimism. "Should I make any special preparations?"

Lest grinned. "Wear old clothes, ones that are loose and comfortable. Like shorts, or track pants if you don't want to get your knees dirty. Don't worry about looking formal, that kind of thing will only slow you down."

"Will do sir." Since this was a direct order, he'd take it seriously. Leon had told him to do absurd things in the past, so he knew now to take his instructions with a grain of salt. Lest had been pretty straight forward with him, so he wouldn't have to worry about this being some kind of prank. "If you don't mind me asking, why will I need old clothes?"

"You'll see when you get there. Let's just say it will be hard labour out in the sun, down in the dirt and through weeds and trees. I don't take just anyone with me on these outings, so I'm glad you feel honoured."

Vishnal raised an eyebrow, speculating on what that could entail. He wasn't worried, just curious, and prepared to take on whatever task Lest asked of him. "I'll do my best sir." He spent the rest of his day speculating on what physical labor he'd be performing, and was actually a little excited about it. Lest could tell, as his secretary had an ambitious look about him for the rest of the day.