Attention Master of Subtlety, a.k.a Harvey Dent:
Listen, you twit, I've put up with a lot from you because of our increasingly inexplicable friendship. But firing you is seeming like the most likely option here. I was nice enough to let Crane's science fair project your boyfriend come to the office without being thrown out on his skinny ass, and what's my reward?
A group of horrified employees saying they weren't sure who you had stored under the desk, but that he was very loud.
Way to go, Dent. Also, you aren't as quiet as you think you are. I would say that speaker-phone conversation was the worst I'd ever been subjected to, but I was once tortured while on speaker-phone, so there you are. Listening to you and Jon fornicate on the desk is slightly better than being tortured.
That's it, I'm hiring Ror to babysit you.
A group of horrified employees saying they weren't sure who you had stored under the desk, but that he was very loud.
Way to go, Dent. Also, you aren't as quiet as you think you are. I would say that speaker-phone conversation was the worst I'd ever been subjected to, but I was once tortured while on speaker-phone, so there you are. Listening to you and Jon fornicate on the desk is slightly better than being tortured.
That's it, I'm hiring Ror to babysit you.