Eleven o'clock in the evening, Poul and Jonathan returned to their home. As they were walking towards the office, Poul spoke.
"Jonathan, I have a favor to ask you."
"What is it?"
"I'll tell you inside the office," Poul said as he reached for the doorknob and rotated it. The door slowly opened, revealing a messy plain office with stacks of files everywhere.
The two jumped out, startled as they found another person in the room. Amelia looked at them, dumbstruck.
"Oh…I have almost forgotten that we have a new secretary," Poul let out a chuckle as he rubbed his hair.
"Sir Axelsen, Sir Nielsen. Good evening. Have you two eaten?" Amelia simply asked, before shifting her gaze back to the document she was reading in her hand.
"We haven't really. Jonathan is probably going to boil us some eggs, and take our sleep. Wait, how about you? Have you ever taken a break? Ever since I left you, you still haven't moved from your chair."
