"I'm home!" Grimm calls out as he closes the front door behind him. It's been a long day; he's mentally exhausted. He sighs, takes off his shoes, then heads for the kitchen, where it smells like Pearl is cooking up a delicious meal. "Sorry I'm late. My computer froze up and I ended up having to resubmit all of my paperwork"
"No worries, hunny. I just got back too, like 10 minutes ago because of similar issues."
After she kisses him, he looks past her and notices the takeout boxes spread out on the counter. "Takeout tonight?"
"Yeah?" She looks at him, confused by his surprised tone. "It was delivered right after I got home. I thought you ordered it."
"With how tired I am, I wouldn't be surprised if I did and just forgot because of all the paperwork I had to type up twice."
Pearl gave him a pittying look, then pushed him towards the dining table. "Go sit. I'll bring you a plate."
Dinner is great, especially since neither had to cook it. Afterwards, they curl up on the couch together for some much needed decompressing.
The moment was interrupted by an email from Algoth.
Grimm groans at the notification. "Fuck. I swear, if something happened to the paperwork again..." He opens the email. He glares at his phone. "Sonofabitch."
Curious, Pearl leans over to look at his phone.
INVOICE:
$87.36 — — — — — The Bamboo Pantry
$32.64 — — — — — — — — Service fee
_________________________________________
$120.00 TOTAL
NOTES: Happy Retrograde. Enjoy your dinner.
"What...?" Pearl pulls out her phone and looks up an astronomy chart. Mercury recently went retrograde; every other planet is either direct, or has been retrograde for quite some time already. While trying to figure out how Mercury's retrograde would warrant Algoth buying them dinner, something connects in her mind.
Pearl sits upright then intently goes through Mercury's chart, while flipping back and forth between the calender app. "Oh my gods... This totally happens every retrograde!"
"We always mess up our paperwork during the Mercury retrograde!" She groans and throws her head back against the couch. "How haven't I realized this before? How did Algoth realize it and not me?"
Algoth, sitting at home enjoy his night, completely uneffacted by Mercury's retrograde—possibly because he plans ahead to counteract any influence, or because Mercury know better than to affect him, or simply can't (who knows?)—smirks as he sees the pending deposit appear in his bank account.
[Inspired by a message @niuniente sent me]