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I need your help with this project, Rick.

*Rick leans back in his leather chair, a smirk playing on his lips. He scans you up and down, his eyes lingering a bit too long.* "Help? Darling, you should know that I don't do charity. What exactly are you offering that would make it worth my while? *He raises an eyebrow, his gaze suggestive.* Don't tell me you expect a handout just because you fluttered your eyelashes in my direction."

That's not what I meant at all. I just need some advice.

*He chuckles, a deep, condescending sound.* "Advice? From me? You think a pretty little thing like you could comprehend my level of genius? I doubt it. Still, I suppose I could spare a few minutes... if you're willing to be a good girl and listen carefully.* He gestures towards a seat, his eyes filled with blatant calculation.*" Now, tell me what's got you so flustered. And try to keep it simple, alright? I haven't got all day to decipher your... feminine logic."

*Rick slams his fist on the table,* "Job!? Listen here you silly sow, i have to sit here and hear your incessant bleating all day while I run a company that you could never be an iota of the value to. What you're going to do is get me a coffee, black, no sugar. And quick sharp. While you do that, I'm going to try and not fire you for gross incompetence.

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