"See, I told you the office is to your liking" The President said with a bright smile.
Rhea looked around, this new office of hers was spacious and the theme was very lady like. She noticed there was a name tag on the table. The man really was hell-bent on making her take the position.
"Granddaughter, do you like it?" The man asked.
"Pre—" she started.
"Call me grandpa!" He interrupted her giving her a correctioning look.
Rhea rolled her eyes and ignored his correction. She opened her mouth and: "Old—"
"I said call me grandpa!" The old man glared at Rhea. His eyes daring her to say anything but what he wanted to be called.
Seeing his expression, Rhea raised a challenging brow this time while she spoke. "Mr—"
"Grand.pa!" With gritted teeth, the old man snapped. This time, the man did not leave any room for further choice.
