The girl let out a frustrated groan, ready to claw the arrogant face only two feet away from her. Instead, she took a deep breath, and snapped her fingers. Three well-dressed men appeared beside her in one practiced motion, decked out in Ray-bans and Armani suits. One of them reached into his inside pocket for a bejeweled metal box and flipped it open, revealing tidy rows of clean, unlit cigarettes. No. 1 took out a stick and placed it gently into her awaiting mouth.
As soon as he stepped back into line with the other two, No. 2 walked towards her with a gold lighter in hand, lighting her cigarette swiftly but carefully. The cigarette bud lit up brightly as she inhaled deeply, savoring the first puff before letting it out by the corner of her mouth, tilting her head upward as she did so.
A heavy silence fell upon the room as she continued to smoke, deliberately not saying a word till the right moment.
Her boss sat up from her chair and fidgeted with her bangles, visibly shaken by the unusual display of attitude. “What’s all this?”
The girl nodded her head discreetly; No. 3 stepped forth, a white envelop in his hand. He placed it in front of her boss slowly and went back in line.
Neatly typed on the envelop – “Letter of Resignation”.
The girl took a last puff, put out the incinerating bud on the boss’s leather notebook, and walked out of the room, the three men following her closely behind.
