Cal’s eyes flicked from the ceiling to the screen and back again. “Kevin, can I assume that you did mute the microphone before you said all that, yes?” “You may go ahead and assume what you like, sir,” Kevin replied, after a pause. Cal pinched the bridge of his nose. “OK, so you didn’t mute the microphone.” “No, sir,” Kevin admitted. “You think maybe you should have?” “Hindsight’s a wonderful thing, sir.”
