He definitely had grand plans.
Plans that inevitably involved a few other innocent souls.
However, before the mop could dash off to the room where, unbeknownst to the currently distressed blonde, several people were already gathering to brainstorm solutions for his licensing dilemma, Ollie suddenly paused.
"Hmm..."
Granted, there was an entire crisis looming over his head.
Yet of all the things he could have chosen to focus on, the reformed temporary assistant somehow latched onto something else entirely.
Something that was, quite frankly, mind-boggling to him.
"Is this really okay though?" he asked, turning toward Jax with concern. "Have you been eating other things too? The Elders said you need to stay healthy!"
His voice was filled with genuine worry.
Which was rather ironic, considering that Oliver Mylor was a serial snacker who routinely needed reminders to eat more vegetables.
But finally, the newest ornament in the room decided to contribute.
