Root, root, root for the spiiiiiiiider - Play by play

I am sitting in an office adjacent from my own since Jamie is on the computer critiquing my recent work.
I came into this office to work on the next purchase order for Phoenix. This office isn't used very often - as the lady who used to "own it" decided to quite her job after having a heart attack (brought on by her job).

I sit down at the computer and hear a fly at the window, on the inside. Bzzz bzzz - I'm not surprised, as this office is pretty dingy. But then the buzzing doesn't stop - so I look over to find the location of the sound. Whoa, it's stuck in a spider web!!!
So, apparently I have never seen this sight before. Usually the fly is already dead and the spider about to munch down.

I put my glasses on for a better look and open the blinds. The spider is inches away, just waiting for the fly the stop struggling. One wing stuck to the web, the other frantically trying to free itself. Yeah little dude, that's just going to make it worse. Stop struggling and become comfortably numb.

The spider take a few stops closer once the fly settles down. Bzzz, back he goes again. It's almost like the spider is tickling the fly. This is so amusing to me! The spider waits for the fly to quiet down again and takes a few steps closer. Bzzz bzzz bzzz...
"Forget it" - (I'm pretending to be inside the spider's head). "I'll just go about my business and finish working on my web."

Fly (now a proper noun) is about twice the size of Spider. The web, about as long as my finger tips to elbow, using a dead parade rose plant to help secure the ends (and I'm sure to draw the attraction of unsuspecting flies).

25 minutes have now passed of bzzzing and non-bzzzing. One wing going strong. Spider tickling Fly, back and forth, back and forth.

I'm being quite productive with my purchase order. One item located on the internet (instant snow - yeah, I'm testing to see what we can get away with). I don't feel bad, taking the time to watch nature. I'm staying late today, since my first piano lesson doesn't start until 5... just saying, for those wondering how I can get away with such nonsense.

Ahhh, silence. I take a peek between writing sentences. Fly is motionless, Spider on his head. Maybe sucking some bloo-bzzzzzzzz. Nope, still alive and kicking. Spider braces himself on his web.

35 minutes passed and Fly is getting tuckered out. He's only moving his legs as he's probably given up the wing technique. Bzzz. Oh but has he? He's doing the bzzz-wiggle-wiggle now. A lil bzzz a lil wiggle wiggle. Spider just chillin' on Fly's head. Fly starts to buzz again while Spider is holding his hand. We'll call this the Bzzwaltz.

45 minutes.
Hmmm, spider looks a little plump. Fly is no longer moving.
I think we can all guess where it goes from here.

Yes, that's right. Leslie gets back to work and leaves Spider and Fly to privacy.

I think I should publish children's books.