Alvin considered his partner briefly, sun partially blinding him. "You think so, huh?" The brunet smiled, his frappucino noticeably melting by that point. "A lot of people kind of view letters as a dying art, but I'm rather old-fashioned and like them."
He didn't, of course, realize that Veemon thought the exchange of letters to be romantic, and even if he did he could hardly object without seeming to lie. It wasn't often that he mentioned Pressa, mostly because the situation was just so . . . complicated. It partly surprised him that he even brought her up with Veemon. Maybe he just felt like he could be open with the new recruit, something he hadn't felt with anyone in quite some time.
As Alvin reached for the brass door handle of the office he heard Veemon alongside him thanking him for the treat, but as he offered to pay for the next one the brunet merely held up a hand. "Nah, don't sweat it. It's what friends do, yeah? Besides, it's your first day, and goodness knows you well deserve a treat."
He opened the door for Veemon, granting him entrance before following. The cute secretary was not at her desk in the front lobby, which was a rarity in and of itself. Either she skipped off to lunch or she had an early day, though Alvin was assuming the former. It wasn't often that anyone got off early in their line of work, even as far as the secretaries were involved.
He led Veemon back in the direction of Kyoko's office door, which he knocked upon before entering the room. "Well, we visited Miss Shop Lady, though we've walked away with a big pile of nothing."