"Send her in," Nitocris said, "And next time she comes, let her through. She has A-Clearance."
"Understood, Boss,"
"I wonder why she's here," mumbled XingKyle KyleHan, "Did something happen to Kyle?"
Nitocris rolled his eyes and he hissed, "If you mention his name one more time, I'm going to make sure you're not able to get up from bed tomorrow."
"Oh, pish-posh," Xing Han scoffed, not taking Nitocris's words seriously, "But you really need to get your jealousy under control, Cookie."
"I'm not jealous," Nitocris replied perusing his documents again, "I just don't like another man's name to pass by your lips."
Xing Han rolled his eyes, bounced over and grabbed Nitocirs by his face and said, "These lips belong to you. What comes out of it, though, is mine. Kyle Kyle Kyle Kyle Kyle Kyle mmmfmff …"
