"Yo. Beilschmidt." You said, looking down and leaning over, folding your arms on the hood of the SUV. You moved your legs so Ludwig's was between yours, as you looked down.
A sigh was heard before Ludwig slip out from underneath the car, on his trolley. He opened his eyes to look up at you, his boss, before blushing deeply.
"A-Ah… (y/n)…." He stammered, biting his lip and scooting back under a little. You tilted your head, a light smirk on your lips.
"Come back here." He put a foot on his trolley and pulled him the rest of the way out, before resuming your stance again. "There a problem?"
"You're wearing a skirt."
You pouted a little. "I thought that's the reason you liked to work here."
"I-It's p-part of it."