Grayson looked at Neville's outfit and instantly had the urge to turn his head to the side. However, Neville's voice snapped him back.
Grayson cleared his throat, though his voice still came out slightly hoarse. "Were you… expecting someone else?"
"I wasn't expecting anyone," Neville answered quickly, realizing he shouldn't let his boss stand outside for a long time.
Wait—what the hell was he doing here anyway?
"Uh… did I miss an emergency meeting or something… sir?" Neville finally gathered his wits and addressed his superior properly.
"It's a holiday—" Grayson began.
So you do know it's a holiday. So what the hell are you here for? Neville thought, slightly annoyed.
"—I was wondering how you plan to procure your ingredients." Grayson continued calmly, as if showing up unannounced was perfectly reasonable. "So, I thought I'd show you."
"…Why?" Neville blurted out before he could stop himself, genuinely confused.
