Mystical cumbo jumbo
It was late in the evening and Paul was working in his computer in his office at Hearth when someone knocked on his door.
"Honey?" A mature beauty with short blonde hair stuck her head through the crack of the door, smiling at him.
"Come in." Recognizing her voice, Paul didn't even glance up at her as he kept typing on his keyboard.
Smiling, the woman entered the spacious corner office. After placing a small plastic bag on the desk, she walked around it, standing over the back of Paul's chair as she watched him work. Putting her hands on his shoulders, she began massaging them. "It's late, dear. How much longer will you work?"
Paul frowned. "To reach the precipice, one must put in maximum effort." He leaned forward and rolled his shoulders so her hands fell off them. "I'm busy right now. Is something the matter?" He glanced over his shoulder at her.