“I’ll tell you what I want, Verna. I want—” “I expect all my subordinates to call me Ms. Zee.” “You have no subordinates in this office,” Buck said. “And aren’t you—” “You’re dangerously close to the line, Cameron.” “Aren’t you afraid Ms. Zee sounds too much like Missy?” She stood. “Follow me.” She bristled past him, stomping out of her office and down the long hallway in her sensible shoes.
*popcorn munching intensifies*
Glad we found out that her shoes were sensible.
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