Tom sighed as he looked over the expenses of the island, slowly typing up a sheet using his computer before humming as he looked up at Isabelle. "How are things in terms of evals?" He asked respectfully, the woman looking up before smiling and clapping softly. "Our dear representative is truly doing well!" She chirped out excitedly, the raccoon nodding and going back to his sheet as his tail swished softly. "That's good, hopefully they'll be back soon and going back to their tasks." He hummed out easily, typing for a little while before hearing the doors to Resident Services open. "Welcome." He called easily, not really paying attention to who came in since he assumed it was their 'representative.'

"Whoa, I get a warm greeting? Did you catch that, 'belle? I might just [i actually] be going crazy like they keep saying." Redd sneered from the doorway, closing the grand wooden doors behind him as he properly entered the building, taking a moment to glance around despite his eyes appearing to be closed. "Sorry for intruding, but your little representative decided to call it a day, so I figured I'd swing by. Nice place you've got here guys, real nice place; cousin wasn't lyin' about it. Could use some art though..."

“…Oh good Gods…” The raccoon groaned as he reached up to rub his temples, looking over to the fox with an annoyed face. “What do you want, Redd? You know you’re supposed to be waiting for the representative, not come to scam *us* out of our Bells.” He grumbled out as his tail swished in his clear annoyance, standing up and moving to glare the fox in the eyes from behind the counter. It was clear enough to the well-trained eyes and ears of the two businessmen that Tom was mostly putting on a show, but to Isabelle, Tom seemed genuinely annoyed. Which he was, sort of. Redd did this every time, and even if he didn’t tire of seeing the fox when they were alone, when he knew the Representative was around, he definitely put on an act of severely disliking the art seller.

"Awe, c'mon Tom, don't be mean. Can't I spend some time here as everybody else can? Or are you discriminatory to foxes here on your island?" Redd sarcastically asked, easily matching the raccoon's annoyance with the same level of passive-aggressive sarcasm, if anything grinning at the show they were putting on. He personally found it amusing, having never taken any offence to any cold-spoken words shared during their convincingly aggressive acts when others were around. "Wilbur and Orville were kind enough to fly me over here with a little convincing, and Harv himself knows how boring it can get over on his island." The fox carried on with a showy wave of a paw, sliding over to casually sift through the white and green recycle bin inside the building, curious to see what it contained as he examined each item it held.

The raccoon rolled his eyes before sighing, crossing his arms. “What do you want, Redd?” He grumbled at him, letting his ears go down slightly as he watched the fox in a mock-annoyed way. “Is it time for the biweekly Nook kidnapping?” He huffed playfully, knowing full well what the fox’s intentions were. He began to come out from behind the counter, looking back towards Isabelle. “If the Representative comes back, tell them I’m doing business.” He hummed out as he walked away from Redd, exiting the building with a hum.

"Tell cousin that they should visit my shop sometime too, Bella! Thanks; you do great work!" Redd added on soon afterwards, buttering her up a tiny bit so she was more inclined to do as he had asked. He scurried out the doors after Nook soon after, slinking an arm around his shoulders once he had caught up, a toothy grin never leaving his expression. "Hey, you really should look happier, Nooksie. I didn't crawl through the windows this time [i and] I complimented the place! It's like a two-for-one! And you didn't even buy anything!" Redd exclaimed with a bark of a laugh and a soft, amused wave of his tail.

“Oh, hush, you dumb fox.” Tom tsked softly as he placed their noses against one another for a moment, functionally a kiss, before humming lightly. “So, you didn’t drive your cruiser here. Where exactly are you staying, then?” He asked gently, seeming confused about the fox as he stared at him with a softly concerned look. “…don’t tell me you’re sleeping in the snow.” He grumbled as he narrowed his eyes at him suspiciously.

"HAH! You fell for that lie too?" Redd asked curiously, unable to stop the laughs that spilled from his mouth. It took a moment, but he shook his head a few times, "Nooooope, I'd rather not freeze. I [i did] take my boat here, but I didn't want Isabella to tell cousin that I'd be at my ship. It'd make it harder for them to find me, or you even. Smart, right?" He answered properly, for once opening his eyes to grin and look down happily at the raccoon he had an arm around.

“I hate you.” He groaned quietly, pushing the fox’s face away from his own as he grumbled angrily. “You got me worried for no reason, damn you.” He mumbled indistinctly, pulling him along to his cruiser and sighing quietly as he looked around for a comfortable spot to curl up. He hummed to himself as he found one, going over to the bed he found and snuggling into it as he sighed out softly. “You’re so annoying…” He mumbled out, then held his arms out to him. “Come here, idiot.”