"Who do you work for?" Richmond finally spoke up, his icy tone dropping the temperature in the room to minus five-degrees.
Krabs didn't expect this question and there was no room to edit his glaring disoriented expression. He looked as surprised as a deer caught in headlights, unsure of what to do or say.
It took him almost thirty seconds to recover from his shock, giving Richmond and everyone in the room enough time to reevaluate their opinions about him
"I...I beg your pardon!" Krabs's attempt to regain his borrowed domineering personality failed miserably in the presence of Richmond's ominous scowls. So he quickly redirected his gaze to the easily intimidated manager.
"Did you bring me here to get insulted or to get my money back?"
"I'm sorry about that, S..." The manager froze as Richmond sat up, his fiery gaze blazing like those of an overheated furnace that was about to reduce the entire building and occupant to ash.
