Emma was sitting on a couch, her eyes distant as her mind thought about many things, and her left foot's heel tapping on the cold stone floor out of stress, without her even noticing.
When a few seconds later, an elegantly dressed man covered in a white mask and a white apron came out of the adjacent room, the tapping of the woman's foot stopped, and she almost immediately stood up.
She stared into the man's eyes for a few seconds before asking:
"How did it go?"
The old man nonchalantly took everything that didn't belong to his suit off his body and then answered:
"Of course, it went well, do you think I would ever be able to mess up on something so easy?"
Emma however, wasn't focused on this reply, she immediately asked another question:
"How much does he have?"
