"That's the expensive, high class meal I personally ordered for her!" The second man's voice rose slightly, his hands gripping his head in despair. "I went through all that trouble, made sure it was exactly what she liked AND SHE TOSSED IT OUT THE WINDOW?!"
The first subordinate blinked. Then he looked at the last bite of food in his hand. Then back at the second subordinate.
"…Wanna cry first, or finish eating?"
Sad dude "..."
The second subordinate groaned, dragging a hand down his face. "I can't believe this." He pointed at the plate accusingly. "She must think I poisoned it! That's why she threw it out! My hard work! My dedication! My"
"Hey, if you don't want it, I can take your share," the first subordinate cut in, already reaching for another piece.
The second subordinate slapped his hand away. "Like hell you will! If my efforts are going to waste, I'm at least eating them!"
