[center] Azzy [/center]
Having already become bored with the paperwork in his office, Azzy walked out his door and towards the bullpen. He passed Mr. Max and Tally, who had just been joined by Sadie. The fragrance hit his nose and he paused momentarily to take in the familiar scent. Azzy loved lavender; His mother always grew and crushed lavender to add scents to the house, and she always seems to have at least one stalk with her.

He passed Ach-Milo, who was once again torturing that fedora fellow- Azzy still never learned his name do to the man's antisocial and frankly rude remarks; Azzy stayed away- and paused when he heard paper being crumpled. He looked over to see Lulu toss Owen's magazine in the trash. With a frown, Azzy took a step towards the two to try and figure out the problem-

"There you are!"

-Maybe not.

[center] Tally [/center]
"I'm sure that you'll find that memory at some point, Mr. Max." Tally smiled at the older man. "I'd recommend some great meditation techniques that I've developed, if you're willing to listen. Scents are so important and can even trigger memories, so if you remember this flower-"

 "Ha! Flowers! I love Flowers! Love 'em! I eh.....back when I was younger I uh..." Tally briefly let the shock come over her face before she once again schooled her expression to that of calm interest. She hadn't even seen the young intern walk up to her cubicle, and her exuberance in the otherwise calm atmosphere was a bit of a jolt.

"Did you pick them?" She asked with a small smile. "We didn't have flowers at my apartment, but I would take walks in the park and sit on the bench with the most flowers around them. Sometimes I'd pick them and keep them in my hair." Tally's smile grew a little. "Flowers are wonderful, don't you agree Mr. Max?" She asked the man, hoping he would join in in saving the young intern from embarrassment.

[center]Jonathan[/center]
"There you are!" Jonathon called out to his CHRO. "Mr. Medella! How long are you going to ignore my reports of this- this...pollution in the office!" Jonathan exclaimed to the bewildered young man. His voice was raised and his face was reddening, and he would draw attention without a doubt. Azeti raised his hands in a placating manner, giving Jonathan a small smile.

"Aw, Mr. Sarco it's not that bad. It's a calming scent and no one else has complained. Work hasn't dropped and we're actually ahead of schedule on most of our paperwor-"

"Listen here you little upstart, that pansy shit doesn't help anyone in this office. All it does is make me tired and pisses me off. If you-" He poked Azeti's chest and the younger man took a step back, his smile gone and a bewildered look in it's place. "-don't do something about it, I'm going to go straight your father. How do you think [i]he'll[/i] feel that his own little bastard can't even get rid of some damn smelling candles to improve the work environment!? Hmm?"