Was woken up by a mouse in the wall (I miss my cat, RIP Natalia) so here I am, enjoy!

Harry removed his rectangle framed glasses and placed them on his desk as he rubbed his eyes a few moments, eventually he dropped his hands to the chairs arm rests as he shot Arya a pointed look.

"Have you found a suitable replacement for the lost materials?"

She frowned and returned his look with one of disdain, "What exactly do you think I do for a living boss?"

He let out a chagrined sigh at that while shaking his head slowly, "Sorry, what is our net loss on the new supplier?"

She tilted her head to the side at that before slipping her tablet towards him, "Only 2% actually, not as much of a coup as the deal Malfoy fucked up but still good enough where we are earning a profit."

Picking up the tablet Harry stared at it a few minutes scrolling through all the legal gibberish before shooting Arya with an impressed glance, "Ok, how?"

"I threatened them with Lillith," Harry froze at that.

"What!?"

Arya rolled her eyes, "She's your twin sister and your vice president what's the big deal?"

Harry sputtered, "She's, she's, she's..."

"Lillith," Arya stated succinctly.

"YES!" Harry spat out in exasperation.

She snorted at that while reclaiming her tablet, "You really need to get over the fact that you're terrified of your own younger twin-"

"-By five minutes!"

"-and just accept the fact that she gets things done when they need to be," she finished without pause.

Sighing Harry shook his head and stood up slowly, "Ok, I need to change, talk to Keiko, and make the press conference, we will discuss this later."

Arya nodded at that while smirking slightly, "Sure thing boss, I'll be sure to let your sister know beforehand."

Harry's eye twitched as he muttered, "That's...perfectly acceptable."

He ignored Iris giggling at his side while she muttered, "Sweet sweet chaos."

The suit he changed into probably cost more than most of his workers car payments and yearly rent combined, and he quickly downed another shot of Jameson as he made his way down to the tech department.

As the lift doors slid open with a ding he did his best to not cringe as he entered the 'Sanctified Domain of the Black Queen of Marauder Inc Keiko Kirigaya'. Dealing with Keiko was always a...loaded affair, she wasn't a hateful or bitchy woman, far from it, she just lacked most common social skills and quite frankly didn't give a shit about it.

Dealing with her for Harry was like dealing with a Draco Malfoy that actually liked him, which just made things so damn weird that he preferred to not even think about it at most times.

With this thought in mind he entered the nerve center of his empire and could not help feeling a bit impressed.

There were no cubicles in sight, one of Keiko's demands, the desks of her underlings formed concentric circles leading to an empty space in the middle of the room, and dead center in the middle of the empty space was Keiko Kirigaya's desk.

Her philosophy was, if a bit invasive, honest. You were at work, you were here for a reason, you don't need personal privacy because you are being paid to do a job and you damn well better be doing it or else. She led by example being in everyone's sight and showed absolutely no favoritism caring only about results, thus he was a bit apprehensive entering her sanctum.

Regardless, he was on a mission, albeit one he wasn't all that keen on following through, regardless he approached the Asian beauty with a smile on his face.

"Hey Keiko, how're you doing today?"

He glanced at her desk, aside from her framed Masters Degree and a family photo of herself and her all but in legal documentation wife Asuna and daughter Yui, the only items on it were a monitor, keyboard, and a massive cup of steaming coffee.

The Japanese woman continued typing for well over two minutes and Harry accepted this; don't push your genius sociopath department heads after all, they will eventually recognize that you sign their pay cheques and begrudgingly acknowledge your existence after all.

Eventually she stopped typing and stuck a jump drive into the side of her computer before turning back to the monitor and after typing in a few commands pulled it out and handed it to Harry.

"These are the new security algorithms for our intranet, they have already been implemented and these are the only other copies in existence other than what I have on my person. If anyone pulls this shit in my system again I'll know it was your fault and I will have to kill you for the insult to my profession."

He stared at her dark grey gaze through her cat eyes glasses a moment before shuddering and turning away from her, "Do you have any idea how sexy you are when you get all intense like that?"

Turning back to face her he caught her smirking as she nodded, "Asuna says the same thing, and no worries I won't be filing any sexual harassment charges, I take it as a compliment. Anyway you have your press conference so go do your thing." With that she slid a stack of index cards towards him and he accepted them with a smile.

"Thanks Keiko, really, I appreciate it."

She waved him with a light smile, "It's all right Harry, if I didn't think you appreciated it I wouldn't bother, now get going before your PA and sister drag your ass out of here."

Harry nodded, and as he turned to leave Keiko lifted her head and saw her entire department staring at them, a moment later she snapped out, "GET BACK TO WORK!"

Frantic typing at keyboards followed a moment later as Harry shook his head meeting back up with Arya and Iris who were both smiling widely, of course they would find amusement in the situation, why not?

The press conference was tedious, but it was also painless, the prepared keynotes made by Keiko, itinerary prepared by Arya, and the sideline support offered by Iris got him through it easily enough. Hours later he was trudging out of the building feeling his buzz fully wearing off when he met the violet gaze of a raven haired beauty.

She grinned at him and offered him her hand, "Hey handsome, long time no see. Take a girl out for dinner and a drink?"

He stared at the woman a few moments before taking her hand with a smile, "It would be a pleasure, my lady," and with that he allowed Luluka vi Britannia to drag him into a waiting limo.

If nothing else, the evening would at the very least end on an interesting note, and wasn't that the story of his life?"