Lefo craned his neck to one side and then squinted his eyes, looking for some excuse to get away from this. This was exactly what they didn't need at the moment.

"Listen, son... what's your name?"

"Ebert, sir."

"Ebert, Ebert... listen, Ebert. We're on our way to a meeting but obviously Senator Budil got your pants twisted in a bunch. We'll be on our way but we need you to round up the janitors while we entertain the senator's complaints, I'm not going to have anyone say that the Janitorial Office is inefficient. Is that clear?"

"But, the senator said..."

"I know, we're on it. But we can't do two things at once And we both know the senator is a very impatient vench, now git!"

Lefo didn't know how this would play out, but fear couldn't lead to motivation in the weirdest of ways. He just hoped that the big human would follow his orders under his duress, it might just give them the slip to head towards that front door.

Elves don't sweat. But if Lefo could, he'd sweat a bucket full from anticipation.

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