[Albert's buried (proverbially!) in papers at his grand desk, his assistants and colleagues knowing better than to disturb him this close to evening. If they're all lucky, he'll remember to tell them to go home; if they're unlucky, he'll forget the time entirely and ask for help at the eleventh hour.
But it's William who walks into his office, causing Albert's face first to break into a pristine, brilliant smile, but then to look apologetically at the clock.]
Oh. You had me believing it was that late already, Will. I've... missed dinner again, haven't I?
Not quite. Louis bid me to bring you dinner, since I was about to go on my evening walks.
[ william delicately places a neatly wrapped box on his desk. inside are savoury sandwiches, cut fruit, and a salad to suit albert's tastes. he's warmed when albert smiles at him so sweetly, and he comes around to curiously investigate just what his brother's up to. ]
This campaign's been taking up almost all of your time, hasn't it?
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But it's William who walks into his office, causing Albert's face first to break into a pristine, brilliant smile, but then to look apologetically at the clock.]
Oh. You had me believing it was that late already, Will. I've... missed dinner again, haven't I?
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[ william delicately places a neatly wrapped box on his desk. inside are savoury sandwiches, cut fruit, and a salad to suit albert's tastes. he's warmed when albert smiles at him so sweetly, and he comes around to curiously investigate just what his brother's up to. ]
This campaign's been taking up almost all of your time, hasn't it?
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Ah, yes, it has. It's almost over, Will. I can see the end in sight. I'm just hopeful we'll prevail.
[Politely, he peeks in the box. Louis has outdone himself again.]
What do you think my chances are? Be honest.