It was the next day and repairs were underway on the entrance ofThe Naughty Braixen.
After Samual finally managed to crawl out from under the door the night before, he repaired the hinges and, with great difficulty, placed the door back into place.
At the moment, he was once again filing paperwork while going over a list of items he needed for the tavern.
"Okay, so we need more rum, mead, and food in the bar area, new menu's, and find three people to represent us in a Pole Dance Competition."
Feeling Maria's gaze from behind him, he shivered a bit.
'I'm screwed.'
Seeing him like this, Maria relaxed.
'Know what, he might of thought more about bussiness when he made the deal.'
Looking to him, she breathed her frustration out.
'He may look cute when scared, but even I know that we need bussiness to keep this place running. Contest or not, we have to win.'
Walking over, she made her way around his desk before bending down, making sure to rest his head in the center of her breasts.
Feeling the softness of her valley, Samual tensed a bit before relaxing into her.
Looking up to Maria, he inadvertingly'booped'his nose into hers.
Upon this, both Maria and Samual flushed from the imprompt intament moment, and looked at each other.
Clearing his voice, Samual decided to speak first.
"Maria, about yesterday. I'm sorry for not consulting you about Kira's idea of a contest, or talking to you about it first."
Gulping a bit, Maria knew she best appoligize for her behavior the night before.
"I'm also sorry that I blasted you through the door last night."
Chuckling, Samual rubbed the back of his head in embarressment.
"To be honest, I probably had it coming."
Giggling, Maria nodded in agreement.
And so, after a moment passed, Maria straightened up and pulled out a list of employees.
Taking it, Samual began looking over it with a bit of confussion written over his face when he noticed hers was on it as well.
"Maria, what is this?"
"That, dear Samual, is a list of all the employees that wish to participate in the contest."