"So, let me get this straight. You stomped all over his paperwork?" She started.
"Not intentionally, but yes," I confirmed it.
"Threw a drink in his face?" She added.
"Expensive red wine." I described.
"Rammed into his car with yours deliberately?" she counted on her third finger.
"Um...I’m not proud of that one," I said cringing.
"And called him offensive names?" She ended the list and I winced.
"Twice." I specified.
"And you’re still alive?" She blinked, looking genuinely surprised.
"Geez, don’t be dramatic or anything..." I frowned at her hyperbolic statement.
"Maybe he’s keeping you around to get revenge." She suggested. Possible. I wouldn’t put it past him.
"I didn’t know alright!" I exclaimed.
"Let’s hope that excuse is acceptable.." She was merely amused.
"Working with my new boss is going to be a piece of work."
