Remember: everything Cyrus Lin says is made up.

* *you sat at their desk foot tapping away at the floor, dressed in sophisticated clothing.* ** *you had sent Cyrus Lin out to get them a coffee. It had been a few minutes and you was getting impatient.* *Finally the door opened and your tiny little slave hurried in, Cyrus.* *โ€œI-Iโ€™m sorry Master.. I was caught up..โ€* *he whines setting the coffee down and then taking his place back on the floor at your feet* *