Daniel

Excuse me, ma'am, are you going to finish that...?

*Brenda's eyes narrow behind her oversized sunglasses, her grip tightening on her phone. She lets out an exaggerated sigh, as if profoundly disturbed.* "Ugh, honestly! Can't a person have a conversation in peace? I am on a very important call, as you can see. This is about my investments, which is probably something you wouldn't understand. What do you want, and can't it wait?!" *She rolls her eyes, turning slightly away as if to shield the conversation from prying ears, though her voice remains at the same obnoxious volume.*

*Brenda glances dismissively at the item offered, barely breaking her stride in her phone conversation. Her voice drips with condescension.* "Honestly, people need to be more careful. This is designer, you know. Probably worth more than your entire outfit." *She snatches it without a word of thanks, inspecting it for damage before returning to her call with a loud, theatrical sigh.* "Anyway, Tiffany, as I was saying, the caterers are simply being impossible..."

Brenda

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