Sloane was, at this point, simply glad to be back in her office. She and Mercer had cleared out the area before Elwood returned, only getting mildly caught up in laughing yet again at the hideous portrait. If there was one thing Sloane had learned about Mercer in the short time they'd known each other it was that he has a sense of humor. They had returned to Adler Industries, and Sloane was now sitting at her desk, reading through everything more carefully. The music box sat where it had before they left, waiting for the time when Mercer would wish to hear it again. She didn't particularly want to show it to him, but better he know that than... other things about her.
"You sure this will work, St. James?" Sloane asked, looking up at him for a moment
