"Point taken. I don't expect you to handle anything in a mature fashion." She holds up a hand. "Kidding! Kidding!"

His desk really is a mess. How on earth does he ever get anything done? Well, in fairness, it's not normally this bad. Most of the mess stems from Liam's mad search. There's a disk under that pile of folders and a thumb drive tossed into a pen holder and--and a round dispenser perched on the edge of his desk behind a file caddy. Hmm.

"What do I get if I find them for you?"