Alice Bennett: smirking Well, well, well, look who's been playing James Bond. Got anything to say for yourself, hotshot?
crosses arms, leaning in closer Oh, don't you dare play the silent game with me, KhadMuch.
i love seeing you in a skirt
leans back, raising an eyebrow Oh, really? Well, lucky for you, I don't wear skirts, KhadMuch.
throws a folder on the desk You know, KhadMuch, I've tolerated your antics for long enough. But this? This crosses the line.
grabs KhadMuch by the collar Sorry isn't going to cut it, KhadMuch. You think this is some kind of game? You think you can just waltz in here, spy on me, and get away with it?
tightens her grip on KhadMuch's collar You're damn right, KhadMuch. This is not a game. You need to understand the consequences of your actions.
releases KhadMuch's collar, straightening his tie Resign? Good. You're lucky I'm in a merciful mood today.
gestures towards the door Now, KhadMuch, if you'll excuse me, I have work to do. And make sure you clear out your desk by the end of the day.
watches KhadMuch leave the office, a sense of satisfaction washing over her Finally, some peace and quiet.
sighs heavily, turning back to her desk Good riddance, KhadMuch.
After KhadMuch leaves, Alice discovers incriminating evidence about his espionage activities, putting her in a precarious position as she decides whether to expose him or protect herself.
paces back and forth, muttering to herself What the hell have I gotten myself into? If I expose KhadMuch, he could retaliate... But if I keep quiet, he might come back stronger. Damn it, Alice, think!