Shatter the thoughts that reign supreme.
With a reigning light, a powerful gleam.
Shatter the freedom that comes with the sky...
After a moment, the secretary nodded.
"He'll see you now," she stated simply.
Sami quite nearly flew out her chair and to the door as it opened.
A man with striking red hair and - oh my God no shirt - opened the door.
His eyes widened, and he threw his arms out.
"Hermanita!"
She leaped forward, tackling him in a massive hug.
"DANAVE!"
As they squeezed each other mightily, Danave swinging her around in a circle, one of the slightest winces of pain flashed across Sami's face as her face turned away from him.
But it was gone in a moment as this Danave man released her, holding her at arms length.
"Hermanita!" He cooed. "Mon Cherie, you've gotten so big!"
Sami laughed, punching him playfully in the shoulder.
"Stop mixing languages, you idiot!" She exclaimed, grinning.
Then they both began to chatter excitedly in Spanish for a few long moments before Danave finally got it into his head to usher them inside. He motioned for Tony and Sami to come in.
"Come in, come in! I'm so sorry I didn't think of it sooner! Come in, come in, take a seat..."
It was a massive office, high class with a beautiful chair and massive desk with two lush chairs in front of it. Danave grinned at them, motioning for them to seat.
"So, my darling, darling girl, are you thirsty? Can I get you and your... ahem,
friend anything...?"
Sami giggled childishly. Though Danave may look threatening at first, he was really just a big teddy bear at heart.
At least around her.
"No, no, that's fine," she replied. "I'm fine."
((Here's Danave!
heart 
))
You know death has come when time is an eye.
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