comes looking for a computer and, like talking on the phone, he decides to make time milling about the offices close so it looks as underwhelmed by the Geneva office, which for a totally unforgivable mistake is the door open, and hello. She looks a glancing blow, and waves while also looking at the computer screen. "Good you're here, eh." She says "Aha" without looking. "With so much light ...". "Aha." He (she does not know can not bear to do that) walks around the office gossiping around and fixed on the picture you have hanging on the cork, a photo of dishevel the only meal of the company to which she has attended in his life. Another thing she does not support: is very close to the picture, sweeping one of the cups of pens with coat and scarf dangling in front of the computer screen, and carefully studied while throwing in a free fall to abyss of uncontrolled verbiage. "Come on, if it is you" (she turns to whisper "Aha" thinking to see who expected to find there, what Naomi Campbell?) He smiles. "Look how long you here hair, and how beautiful. " She opens her mouth to say "thank you" but he keeps talking and smiling without letting her get a word. "Just look at the points you lost since you cut it." Of course, no thanks or milk, she stops looking at the computer screen, turn the chair and stands in front of him staring into his eyes without moving a muscle. He keeps talking, hala, hala, not to relax. "It sees you here as well, such voluminous ..." She hopes that he refers to the hair but I doubt that it's being called fat so move some muscles, just to raise the left eyebrow that yes, without saying anything. He stops smiling and sura a little. "And so long, the hair I mean, not you, so pretty, your hair will not tell you, I mean ... but of course you've cut and you're much worse. " The left eyebrow rises a little more. "You have to let your hair grow again ... is that I do not know, you should cultivate. " The left eye can not go higher, has reached its limits. At that time the ruling makes the computer hang up the phone and he made a bundle of nerves, says goodbye and leaves distraught. While away she was heard to say: "fuck, talking to this chick it gets on my nerves."
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