She stopped in her tracks to turn around and glare at me with all her might. There isn't much fearsome might left when half your face is fake, you know. She did manage to make herself look constipated, though.
She took a few awkward steps forward towards me, almost stomping until she reached a couch in the lounge area where a pillow was grabbed by her and thrown at my face.
Of course I dodged it. It was thrown from the other room by a wimpy little woman; I wouldn't be a man if I didn't.
Although, I have to say, I have never seen her like this before. Truly, hell hath no fury like a woman compared to her hot cousin.
"You! You're gonna regret doing this to me; you hear me!" she was in full on scream mode now, walking back to my desk. Good thing this room is soundproof.
I simply shrugged my shoulders at her and went back to work, a lot of valuable time's been wasted. I'm not gonna entertain her any longer; not even with words.
