Charlos had just finished the meeting and returned to his room. He was surprised when he saw Gladys sitting in her chair smiling.
"You again."
"Stop!" Gladys raised her five fingers. "Don't say 'what are you doing here, Gladys.' I don't want to hear that. Okay?"
Charlos sighed, and then he shook his head. He approached Gladys, towering over her. "Don't sit in my chair! That's rude!"
"Oh okay."
Gladys then stood up and adjusted her skirt, which was too short. The woman wore a top in the form of a light brown blouse with a U-neck and balloon-style hands.
Charlos picked up some documents on the table, then looked down and signed them.
"Why don't you sit down, Charlos?" asked Gladys with sparkling eyes. "You tell me not to take your seat. I'm standing now."
"I don't want to sit in a chair that's still hot because it's uncomfortable," Charlos said.
