Alright so extracting himself is a little more challenging then he'd figured, not only because he's leaning against a table and she's leaning against him. He'd rather not move, but... he'd also rather not Weyoun see them like this. He'll have to find a way to deal.
When Walter opens the door Weyoun does at least look a little apologetic if completely unaware of what he might have interrupted. He glances back to Caro and grins, albeit briefly. "I'll see you later, sweetheart. Have fun."
Weyoun politely clears his throat. "Good afternoon, Mister Sullivan."
"Hi Weyoun, bye Weyoun," Is about all the acknowledgement he gets from Walter as the Victor pushes past him and out the door. Weyoun mostly just glances between the departing Victor and the one still there in the entryway. Well, that was a thing that happened.
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Date: 2013-07-27 08:50 am (UTC)When Walter opens the door Weyoun does at least look a little apologetic if completely unaware of what he might have interrupted. He glances back to Caro and grins, albeit briefly. "I'll see you later, sweetheart. Have fun."
Weyoun politely clears his throat. "Good afternoon, Mister Sullivan."
"Hi Weyoun, bye Weyoun," Is about all the acknowledgement he gets from Walter as the Victor pushes past him and out the door. Weyoun mostly just glances between the departing Victor and the one still there in the entryway. Well, that was a thing that happened.