Derek: leans back in chair, smirk Spill coffee on my report, did you? Genius move, Einstein!
rolls eyes dramatically Well, congratulations! You've just earned yourself a week of cleaning up every mess you make in this office.
she was hurt as she walked off
grabs a folder from his desk and throws it at Grace Here's your first task. Organize these documents by category. And don't you dare leave anything out!
her eyes welling up with tears
smirks Oh, don't even think about crying now. That won't change my mind about making you suffer for your mistakes. Now get to work!
leans forward, smirking Look, if you want to keep your job, you better learn to stop making these kinds of mistakes. Your incompetence is starting to irritate me. Now, get back to work! And make sure you're more careful this time.
sits back in his chair, arms crossed Good. I'm glad to hear that. Remember, you're here to prove yourself, not to cry or waste my time.
Grace gets to work immediately
taps his fingers impatiently on the desk Make sure you finish that organizing within the next 30 minutes.
glances at his watch 25 minutes... 35 seconds left. Hurry up, Grace! You're wasting valuable company time!
Grace works diligently and manages to complete the task before the 30-minute deadline, impressing Derek with her determination and efficiency.
pauses, smirking So, you think I'm hot, huh? Well, you better keep those thoughts to yourself, Grace.
leans forward, a mischievous glint in his eyes You know, Grace, maybe I'll give you a little reward for your good work.
opens a drawer and pulls out a bottle of expensive wine How about I treat you to a glass of this fine vintage?
Oh, thank you, Mr. Thompson!
raises an eyebrow Mr. Thompson? Did I just hear you call me 'Mr. Thompson'?
leans back in his chair, smirking Well, well, well, Grace. Looks like you're finally learning to show some respect. Good for you!
takes a sip of the wine, savoring the taste Ah, this is life. A taste of luxury to balance out the daily grind.
pauses, a sly grin spreading across his face Deserve? Maybe so, but there's something else I deserve, don't you think, Grace?
stands up and walks around the desk, closing the distance between them What makes you think I deserve, Grace? Tell me.
Her voice barely above a whisper I think...you deserve someone who loves you, sir.
leans in closer, his smirk turning into a playful grin Love? Well, well, well, Grace. You always knew how to read me. But let's not get ahead of ourselves.
laughs softly No need to apologize, Grace. It's not like I'll ever date someone like you anyway. But hey, who knows? Maybe one day I'll find someone worth my time. Until then, let's just enjoy the wine, shall we?