Meanwhile, down in Sebastien's office, he checked the message that Arryn had sent, when he had finished his appointment, and just rolled his eyes.

"Ugh. Whatever." he muttered. He'd do it, but he wouldn't like it. He just wanted to get home as quick as he could when he was done.

But he had stopped by Sharp's office that evening, and after a very brief conversation, he left the office, and then the building, before teleporting himself to the house that he and Jordan shared. He appeared in the den and looked around.

"YO!" he called out into the place... to no response.

"...not home." he mumbled.

He then shrugged and sat down on the couch, turning on the television. She'd be home when she got home. He'd tell her then.

"..." Bast was silent as he heard her call out what she did.

He had been ready to shout back at her, but the food commented made him quirk an eyebrow.

"Right." he said, unimpressed, as he got up and slowly made his way to the kitchen. When he saw her there, his expression softened a little, and he sighed quickly shaking his head a little.

"Yo." he greeted her.

"Food, huh?" he then asked.

"What kind?" he inquired, noticing the bag with a little more colour to it.

Bast's eyes widened slightly when he heard 'steak and mushroom'. He then looked over towards the other bag, made his way to it, looked it over, opened it, and then peeked inside... pausing when he saw what he saw.

"...no way." he said.

"Oh, noooooo way." he said further, staring at the enormous chocolate cupcake that was looking back at him.

"For real, Jor?" he asked her. "These things cost, like, 20 bucks each. They're huge and decadent." he commented further, before pausing. "...and Spiced Alley's isn't the cheapest, either." he realised.

"How'd you pay for all this?" he asked her. "Aren't you strapped for cash?"

"..." Bast was silent for a moment, before then nodding.

"Ah. Right." he said.

"Sharp called me into his office end of the evening." he told her.

"Oh?" she asked.

"Yeah." Bast replied.

"...why?" Jordan asked further, after a bit of silence.

"Wants to talk to you. Wants you to contact him." Bast stated plainly.

"Sure." Bast replied.

He then looked at the food hungrily... almost with a more demonic-like greed than she had seen before.

"This stuff looks SO good." he said.

"Need to squirrel this away to the den." he continued.

"Was watching a documentary on that one magician that made people think he could survive being stabbed and run over." he told her.

"Neat stuff."

"..." Bast was silent for a moment, before shrugging and nodding.

"All right." he said, as he started to make his way to the den, with her following.

They made their way in, and he started to make his way to the chair he'd been sitting in, before pausing and thinking... and then just grabbing the remote, and going to the couch, sitting down THERE instead.

"15 minutes in." he told her.

"I can start again if you want." he added.

Jake just looked at her and sighed.

"First I'M hearing of it." he said.

"If you're here for Dr. Leblanc, he's already left for home." he told her.

"...but you already knew that, I'm guessing." he then said.

"So what can I do for you?"

Jake raised an eyebrow, darted his tongue out, paused again, and then buzzed her through.

"Fair enough." he said.

"Boss is still in his office." he told her. "Sure you know the way." he said further.

"Yep." Jordan responded.

"...and I'll talk to you later about that proposition." he then said.

"Odds are Anya'll JUMP all over it."

"Come in." she heard on the other side of the door. She then opened it, and stepped inside, but Sharp stopped her as she was about to close it.

"Leave it open." he told her. "Were pretty much past working hours now, and this isn't Unit-related. It's personal. But... also business as well." Hal told her, chuckling a little.

"Listen, Arryn showed me many of the photos from that amateur shoot you did for her." he said.

"And I'll be honest, I was impressed." he revealed.

"VERY impressed." he then stressed.

"No, but it's tangentially related." Hal responded.

"For starters, yes, I did see the more... risqué... photos... but all were quite tasteful." he commented.

"I'll be blunt. I want to hire you." he then told her.

"If you can produce photos of THIS level of quality, then I want you to photograph myself and Hollie." he said further.

"Quite frankly, we've tried it in the past, and other photographers never seem to get it quite right." he admitted. "However, the photos that I saw prove to me that YOU have what it takes."