Arthur looks away not planning to answer her.
Her eyes narrowed, glaring at him, "Did you planned it?" she crosses her arms but he didn't glance at her, "Arthur, do you want me to live?"
He startled and faces her, "No, of course not. Why would you?" he holds her hands, "Don't be mad, you should be assigned on Mr. Funtales. But, of course, you can't be with a man that...is...why..." His voice becomes slower when he saw Porchia's face darken.
"Why?"
"Porchia, don't be mad." He placed her arms on his shoulders.
"Why, Arthur?"
"That is why I get you and assigned as my secretary." He chuckled.
Porchia slapped his arms in irritation until she heard a call, "You are an asshole." She leaves him on the couch and went to her table. She picked up the phone and answers it, "Hello, good mor
