While the three were having a (relatively) comfortable lunch, Beatrice was wondering what the heck was happening.
When the twins forcefully brought her along for lunch, she had tried to resist.
"Lunch? No!" Beatrice shouted, standing her ground.
She struggled against their arms while digging in her heels to make it hard for them to bring her along.
Little good that did.
Their strong arms were immovable. They then picked her up and she was carried out of the office.
However, they had done it so skillfully and subtly so that it didn't look like she was being carried out. If Beatrice didn't make a fuss, or struggle, it simply looked like she was walking beside them.
Completely flabbergasted at this turn of events, she was about to shout at them when she realised that people were looking at her. Some were even pointing their fingers as they giggled and whispered.
Beatrice gritted her teeth.
