PLEASE, NO!

JENNA

Maybe I was angry when I shoved the door open and stepped in, but not anymore. Now I am simply amused. Both blonde women are staying at me with shocked expressions and their mouths shaped similar to that of a goldfish.

I flash them a cheery smile. "Oh, don't stop on my account. I'm just here to grab a bottle of water, nothing more."

The taller blonde, in a green blouse and black pants, tips her chin in a posture that should be defiant but really is just an attempt to save herself the embarrassment of being caught in the middle of a gossip.

"Then grab the water and leave. Or what? Do you have bigger plans? Like getting us fired for example?"

"How would I possibly be able to get you fired? Do tell. Last I checked, I am a mere intern. Or did I get promoted withiut my knowledge?" I ask with the most serious expression I can muster.

The same blonde gives me a smile that is anything but friendly. "You know exactly it is that you've you've able to manage our forced retirement. Don