Marius' fingers fly over the keyboard as he slowly works his way through a report due the next day. I takes him most of the morning to get through the complex draft of projections and he is quite stiff fingered when he's done hours later. Groaning he leans back in his chair and stretches his fingers over and over until he can feel them properly again. [i]'I am so glad I only have to do this stupid thing once a month. Why can't they just keep their heads screwed on strait and leave the work to me I actually [b]enjoy[/b] doing?'[/i] Huffing he spins his chair around once, coming to a stop facing the window on his second turn.

He looks at himself, his plum colored suit settles perfectly on his frame. His mind drifts to the young man out in the hall, doing his busy work. [i]'Once he's done it a few times, I think I'll show him a bit of what it's all about. I'm fairly positive he's not another Sylus, but he seems sharp and willing to learn. I like that in an employee'[/i] He giggles softly as he recalls the man playing with his tie. It was obvious he was not use to wearing it that way by the fidgeting, but Marius doesn't hold it against the young man. There's not many people who are. 

Needing a little time to just think to himself Marius turns back to his desk and pulls up his music files and puts on one of his favorite old records Pink Floyd's [u]The Wall[/u] begins thrumming softly from the speakers located covertly around his room providing him with outstanding surround sound and Marius lets out a sigh. He keeps it quiet enough that even when the actually rocking starts it can not be heard from outside his office. [i]'Don't need the new sec' being distracted from his important work after all'[/i] He smiles and hums along to the album, letting his mind settle as he reads over and corrects the report he'd written up. 

He's just finished his re-read when the door opens and Will walks in with the first stack. He waves off the apology with a smile and stands up, stretching. “No problem Will, you can walk in anytime you like. Secretary’s prerogative.” He chuckles lightly then motions to his desk. “Just set it down anywhere. I'll put it where I need it eventually.” Kneeling down next to his chair he pulls open one of his drawers and retrieves a decent sized [url=http://gadgetmix.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/IdeaPad-Yoga-13-convertible-ultrabook-positions.jpg]YOGA laptop[/url] from it's depths. Pushing the drawer closed with a foot he waits until Will's hands are free before handing it and the cords for it over.

“That's yous for as long as you work for me. It's filled with many programs necessary for your job, and a few that may be useful should you choose to make use of them. When it's on, it's connected to all the same systems and programs as my computer is, so try not to surf through the programs too much before I have a chance to explain them to you.” His gaze lingers on the device a little longer than it should have before he coughs and walks off towards the coffeemaker. That laptop was used by his previous secretary, and after she was fired he had it wiped before having all the proper programs put back on to it, but he can not quite shake the memory of the things she'd used it for near the end. 

[i]'Vile woman. . .'[/i] Shuddering slightly he shakes the coffee pot to see how much water is left. Noting that it's still mostly full he looks to Will and holds it up. “You're free to make coffee any time you like. I make up hot water throughout the day for my tea, which you're free to share in, I have a nice selection, but if you are a coffee drinker, that's fine too. Just remember that you made it because I will forget and leave it sit until. . .Well, it all evaporates.” He chuckles lightly. “If I didn't make it, I'll forget it exists.” Pouring the hot water into a thermos he again looks to the young man to see if he's thirsty.