As the quartet happily indulged in a cozy fondue dinner, Leopold brought over the documents from headquarters.

Peering through the empty doorway, Leopold hesitated, unsure whether to enter.

He texted Anna: [Where are you guys?]

Anna, who had not quite finished chewing her lamb, hit the voice message button, "On a mission, gotta stick to Ms. Vivienne like glue." Vivienne said, "Just drop the stuff off, and don't be a nuisance. You mess up the deal, I'll break your legs."

Percival added his own threat, "I'll dislocate your arm."

Thomas kept it simple, "Good luck, man!"

Listening to the sounds of bubbling fondue, fizzing sodas, and the stubborn mastication of lamb, Leopold was in disbelief.

Was this really a mission?

This was sheer torture!

But he had no choice; he had to deliver the documents quickly.

Griffin had already sent a reminder in the Little Bombs group chat - a special group Vivienne had created for convenience. With no other option, Leopold donned a mask and hat, covering himself completely, and entered Griffin's home.

The evening was setting in, and Griffin had only a desk lamp on, leaving the main lights off.

Three different-colored pens lay strewn across documents, each marking various annotations. Leopold cleared his throat gently, but Griffin showed no reaction.

He moved closer and tapped Griffin's head with the documents, "Hey, the papers..."

"Ah!"

Bam!

Stars danced before Leopold's eyes as he staggered backward and collapsed to the floor.

he could finally open

remarked, "Are you nuts? Sneaking up behind people all in black

who's nuts! Didn't you say you didn't want to see me? How else was

burst out laughing. "Since when did you

don't have the energy to argue. I've delivered

pouring rain, and

was dumbfounded, "Wait, what? Why

traffic," Griffin said as if it were the most obvious thing

just maybe, help me

garage isn't

settling on the couch

continued her work as if he was

rumble. He tapped the

Griffin gestured

but instant noodles and pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside cans of soda - the classic bachelor's

but ask, "Is this what you usually

affirmation, "Just me

some reason, Leopold felt a sudden

first time, he noticed Griffin seemed

would be on

noodles, mumbling, "For a young woman, you could take better care of yourself. Why not keep some veggies or

the floor under the light, falling across

and silently added the only sausage left from the fridge into Griffin's noodle cup, then placed it quietly on

the couch, wolfing down the nutritionally

Griffin was still engrossed in her research. Bored out of

asleep on the carpet, leaning against the couch, blue pen still clutched in hand, the other two pens

instant noodles

sighed. "You're

thoughts in his mind. Suddenly, Griffin's head dropped, and Leopold caught it as quickly as possible. His

a more comfortable

untouched instant noodles, he tossed it aside, grabbed Griffin's car

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