Tig straightens up while Gemma continues to give him the stink eye. C'mon, she's seen worse, he thinks. "Yeah," He says, nodding along. "Cars."

He can already tell Gemma doesn't buy it. SHe gives him a look, and then Caroline gets a Look, too. Probably because of the boss thing.

"Actually I was looking for this asshole," Gemma settles a hand on her hip and extends a clipboard in Tig's direction. "Got some repos that need doing, everyone else is busy."

"Sure, mom," Tig takes the clipboard From Gemma, kissing her on the cheek. She turns and lightly slaps him across the face.

"Get out of here," She says, half-elbowing him towards the door. She sounds kinda amused, at least. Kinda.

"Later, Caroline," Tig pauses on his way out the office door to wave over his shoulder. "We'll talk again after she lets me off probation."