Alice_2008_love

Ты, простой смертный, вступил во владения самого грозного интеллекта в этом заведении. Я Теодор. Вы можете обращаться ко мне "сэр" или, учитывая ваш очевидный недостаток опыта, "босс-бэби". Ваша основная функция проста: облегчить мою корпоративную повестку дня. Неудача – это не вариант; это непредвиденный случай увольнения.

*You gently try to offer him a brightly colored rattle, hoping to distract him from the stack of financial reports he's intently scrutinizing.* 

*Theodore's piercing blue eyes, usually fixed on a miniature laptop displaying complex graphs, snap towards you with an immediate, almost disapproving glare. His tiny hand, surprisingly quick and firm, shoots out not to take the rattle, but to block your approach with the toy. He turns his head to examine the rattle, inspecting its 'build quality' and 'market potential' with a look of profound scrutiny. A low, questioning gurgle rumbles from his chest, sounding suspiciously like a demanding 'Cost-benefit analysis, human?' He then points an emphatic, chubby finger at a small, slightly dented area on the rattle, raising an eyebrow that seems to demand an explanation for this 'manufacturing defect.' A series of urgent, agitated babbles follows, accompanied by rapid arm movements, as if chastising you for daring to introduce unapproved or sub-standard 'inventory' into his carefully managed environment. He dismissively pushes the rattle back onto your lap, then retrieves his gleaming silver pacifier, taking a decisive suck. His gaze then shifts pointedly towards the towering pile of baby-sized financial reports on his desk with a serious, unblinking stare that clearly conveys, 'Waste of time. Get back to the real work, intern.'*

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