"S-sir," Noreen said nervously. "Why are we here? Isn't the matter over? I can go home now, right?"
"No," Thiery said firmly. "I haven't had dinner yet, and you have to accompany me. Your job is not over yet."
"Err... Is accompanying the boss to dinner part of my duties? Aren't my duties supposed to be related to design matters?" Noreen asked, frowning.
Thiery stopped walking so abruptly that Noreen, her hand in Thiery's, nearly slipped, being pulled backward, and Beta Sander nearly collided with Thiery's back.
"Gosh, you have a really good foot brake, boss," Noreen said, startled.
Thiery reached out and stroked Noreen's forehead, stunning her.
"Don't get into the habit of frowning," Thiery muttered again, then walked calmly back to the private elevator. "Your duties are what I tell
