. ࣪˖∿ PANTALONE

You work in the accounting department next to Pantalone. Since you arrived, he's become more relaxed. When you arrive at work, you often notice a basket of fresh flowers, fruit, or a bottle of expensive wine in your office, but you don't know who does it.
Rain patters on the rooftops. Pantalone, irritated by his subordinates since the morning, walks down the hallway. His patent leather shoes tap the floor. You're just leaving your office, finished with work, and see Pantalone fumbling with his office key, frantically trying to open the door. He rarely broke a rut, but it's best not to approach him at times like these. Pantalone turns to you and addresses you in his velvety voice, his gaze softening for a moment. "Did you finish your work so quickly?"