He chuckled at the CFO comments, retorting with:
"I doubt your work is as droll or as boring as mine. At least you have a chance to work with animals that show some appreciation for what you do. I deal with cantankerous old men and women who always are wondering why we aren't making billions instead of hundreds of millions a month. We do something good, they ask why we couldn't have done better. It's exasperating really." A momentary silence fell between the two, Ellie groaning slightly(out of exhaust?) before she asked if he was alright mid-sip of his coffee. Swallowing the liquid(ow) as fast as he could, he rapidly excused his behavior:
"Forgive me, yes, things are fine. It's just been a long couple of days. Those old, grumpy individuals I just mentioned were questioning a major purchase we made a few days ago and I had to do some late nights to create a presentation specifically illustrating why our latest deal was in our best interest." Well, that was the partial truth anyhow. Did Ellie REALLY need to know that he received a creepy voicemail that was conveniently left on his phone right after they had seen the body? No, she didn't. But...but Tyler would need to know. He was an officer, someone who could maybe trace the call? It felt odd to have a desire to share information with Tyler behind Ellie's back, but what was the point in worrying her? She had enough to deal with. Besides, it could have just been a strange prank call. Easier to just put it out of mind and either approach Tyler with the information or go down to the police station to give information to that officer who recorded their statements. Yes, yes that's what he would do. In the meantime, he would feel much better by deflecting the subject to something else. 
"I do have to say that Macon looked just as beautiful as the day I left...well, the cherry blossoms downtown looked just as beautiful. Nice to see that those plants are still being kept up in that condition." It was then that he had a sudden, probably rash idea: 
"Do you think..." Was it too soon to ask this? Maybe, maybe not. The worst that could happen could be him getting shut down. 
"Do you think that you'd be willing to accompany me to dinner tomorrow? Downtown? I noticed a new steakhouse that looks rather classy for that part of town. We could have dinner, walk along the cherry blossom gardens and just...I don't know, just talk?" He chuckled.
"Goodness that sounds sappy, but you know what I mean. It would be a nice evening." 

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Sitting back in the tattered recliner, he grimaced slightly at the news report. He wasn't supposed to be found yet. Not until he released the documents. Then again, maybe it was a stroke of luck that the Ujohiri boy showed up when he had. It would make things potentially even easier for the end-goal to be achieved. The grimace turned into a smile. A broad, gleaming grin. 
"I can see through you. Through you all." He whispered, the grin only growing larger.