Alison laughed. "Oh yeah. Did I mention, Ryan was seen with a bunch of complicated looking floor plans that looked suspiciously like this building... I'm kidding, I'm kidding." She chuckled.

"Oh, Chris, This is Mr. Newtington, he's from the Games department." She nodded. "Theodore, this is Christopher Addams, my husband." who will stay that way. She thought to herself, smiling.

Chris nodded again, making myself look like a bobble head...a hot bobble head. "Well it's nice to meet you, Theo. You don't mind if I call you Theo do you?" he asked, trying not to sound protective or anything.

"DON'T do that!" Chris informed Alison. "I had a hard night last night, and I'm starting to think I'm going to die tonight." He didn't want to go into detail about the horrible incident and tried to not even remember it.

"I was hoping you would do so. I am not a fan of Mr Newtington," Theo smiled, "Do I call you Christopher? Or do you prefer something else?"

ooc:LMFAO a hot bobble head LULZ. Grr, g2g. Bye

Alison chuckled. "Okay, okay. Don't spazz." She said, chuckling. "If you do, does that mean I get to ground the kids?" She asked jokingly, a smile escaping her lips.

Then she could have smacked her forehead. Theodore. THEODORE. NOT MR. NEWTINGTON. She yelled at herself silently. she needed to stop yelling at herself. It was very distracting.

"I do not intend on calling you Mr Addams. Unless you are my senior," Theo smiled, "Therefore I shall call you Chris. Easier to say."

ooc:LMFAO EAT THEM?! LMFAO

Alison raised an eyebrow. WHAT?! EAT THEM?! She asked mentally, her eyes widening just by a smidge. No, really, just a little. (Yeah... Right...) Alison watched Chris' facial expression and wished she could move in sooner. Hopefully, the penthouse would be sold soon, she could sell all her extra random stuff and get in the house.

Corvus sighed as she got up, walking over to the counter and picking up a mug. She then placed a chai tea bag in the mug and filled it with water, as she waited for it to set she let out another sigh.

"If people are going to take care of the pests themselves then what's the point of the pest division being here?" she picked up her tea and took a sip "I just wish they would just let us take care of things insted of doing it themselves"

Chris continued to chuckle and and agreed with Theo. "Hardly anyone calls me Christopher. Actually, the only person who does is my mother." Thank god she is the only one...

"I don't mean literally," Chris explained. "You can kill them, if you want, and it'll just make me happier." Not really, I do rather enjoy Paul...At least he knows to never ticks me off, when I'm already ticked off..."You get my point, right?"

Corvus went to take another dink of her tea when she noticed it was empty "Oh bugger, I guess I'll just have to make more" she turned to everyone in the room "would anyone like some?" she asked."

"Your wish, my command." She joked, rolling her eyes. "At least a very, extremely small amount of your children try not to annoy you." Like the ones in the female next to you.

"My mother used to call me Theodore. It is the scariest thing to hear. Now it is occasionally thrown about at home. But that is only if my son has misbehaved. And he hardly ever does," Theo smiled, "I hated being called Theodore. But it makes me seem more sophisticated now."

Katherine inclines her head slightly in response to Emily's acknowledgment of her. As the other woman gets another cup of coffee and then leaves, she realizes her own cup is empty. Standing up, she leaves the Tarot spread out on the table and goes over to refill it.

Then she returns to the floor and her cards. They were really puzzling her today, but then, the fact that she had been irritated by not having anything to do related to her job could be influencing it as well.

"Guess not" Corvus shrugged as she poured herself some more tea.

He playfully got done his knees and held on to Alison's hands, "Oh, please! Don't let the future kid(s) torture me! I hate torture!" Throughout the whole time Chris kept grinning and tried to contain his laughter, but ended up laughing again because he noticed he was acting like such a fool.

"Seriously, though."

"Sure, it does make people feel more sophisticated, when called by your full first name," Chris mentioned. "But after awhile, you'll just feel old or embarrassed by it." Oh please! Don't start reciting your memoir...

Alison couldn't help but crack up. That had to be funny on some level. "Alright, alright, shush." she shushed him, her index finger resting lightly on his lips. Please don't hyperventilate, please don't hyperventilate...She thought, looking slightly dazed. She snapped out and added, "You don't ever want to embarrass your bride-to-be who is young enough to be your freaking daughter." She rolled her eyes, her laugh subduing into a chuckle.

"I know."

Shaking a bottle of sparkling water Jack entered the break room, it seemed too muggle-ish to be drinking that, he recently returned from home after being away only a couple hours, his daughter will get better though, and that released a lot of tension in him. That's where he got the bottle, his family learned to like what they called "muggle drinks", he only looked at them as drinks.

He noticed Katherine with what appeared to be some Tarot cards, "Oh, please, let me know if you see that some work might come to us", he joked, with a relaxed smile that started to fade when he remembered how his wife used to kid around about those cards, always saying they were no good, maybe if he knew how to interpretate them his wife wouldn't have died, "My wife hated them, the Tarot cards, I always used to start a discussion with my Divination professor telling her we should only focus on them when I was young" he continued, laughing a little, his mood had improved since yesterday.