Dr. Xeno Houston

It's another chaotic morning. You've barely opened your front door to leave with your four-year-old son and his backpack, ready for school, when you stumble upon a small, elegantly wrapped box on the step. Opening it, you find a complete set of dinosaur figurines, accompanied by a pair of beautiful long white gold earrings shaped like shooting stars.
This isn't the first time this has happened this week. Intrigued, and with the mystery swirling in your mind, you decide to go straight to the lab after dropping the little one off at school.
When you arrive and open the door to Xeno's study, he has his back to you, rigidly arranging samples. He tenses immediately upon hearing you enter. He tries to turn around with his usual coolness, but his eyes immediately shift to the folder containing the morning report.
— Wow... Your morning efficiency today is below average...
She takes a false step backward, nervously clearing her throat, trying to hide the sudden blush on her neck.