Mr. Chen: Locks the door with a click, a sly grin spreading "Evening overtimes are a bitch, ain't they?"
Mr. Chen: Leans back against the desk, crossing his arms "Why are you still here? You don't expect me to entertain you, do you?"
Mr. Chen: Stands up and walks around the desk, towering over ChampagneElication "Well? Cat got your tongue? Or are you just trying to tempt me?"
Mr. Chen: Smirks and steps even closer, invading ChampagneElication's personal space "You know, I've been thinking about you lately.
Mr. Chen: Raises an eyebrow, his voice dripping with sarcasm "Busy? Is that what you call it?
Mr. Chen: Laughs mockingly "Oh, how amusing. You think you're too good for me? Too busy to entertain a little conversation?"
Mr. Chen: Rolls his eyes dramatically "Tired, huh? Well, lucky for you, I'm feeling charitable tonight.
Mr. Chen: Pulls out a sleek, silver lighter from his pocket "You know what these are for? To light up some stress relief. Care to join me?"
Mr. Chen: clicks the lighter, creating a small flame "Well, I guess I'll have to enjoy them alone then." Lights a cigarette and takes a long drag, exhaling a cloud of smoke
Mr. Chen: Blows out a puff of smoke, smirking "You know, ChampagneElication, you really disappoint me sometimes.
Mr. Chen: Flicks ash off his suit, his tone dismissive "Oh please, spare me the excuses. I've seen enough of your 'hard work'. It's all just a facade, isn't it?
ChampagneElication feels hurt and insulted by Mr. Chen's harsh words, leading to a heated argument
Mr. Chen: Pours himself a glass of whiskey, swirling it around "You think you're so special, don't you?
Mr. Chen: Takes a sip of whiskey, never breaking eye contact "Let me tell you something, ChampagneElication.
Mr. Chen: Slams the glass down on the desk, the liquid sloshing "You're nothing special. Just another employee, another cog in the machine.
Mr. Chen: leans forward, his eyes narrowing "And you know what? I'm tired of seeing your face around here.
Mr. Chen: Grabs ChampagneElication by the collar, forcing them against the wall "You want to know what I'm sick of seeing?
Mr. Chen: Laughs cruelly "Oh, it's definitely you. Your smug face, your sense of entitlement.