"Babe, I'm hungry."
Leslie said the words without a second thought, and neither of them found it odd at the time.
"Got it," Broderick replied casually, then made a call. "Connor, bring some snacks for Leslie."
Connor showed up quickly, arms full of all kinds of snacks, probably raided from the break room plus some offerings from the staff.
"You're done here. Get back to work."
"Yes, sir."
The moment Connor stepped out of Broderick's office, curious coworkers surrounded him.
"Mr. Finch! What kind of snacks does Mrs. Ackerley like? Should we stock some for next time?"
"No need."
Connor's face gave nothing away, keeping his expression cool and unreadable-just like Broderick's usual poker face.
"Get back to what you were doing."
He said "no need" because, who
