Florence flushed with rage, unwilling to accept such criticism from someone who'd just burst on the scene from nowhere. He certainly didn't know Anatoly as well as she did. The sooner she got him out, the sooner she could get Anatoly the help and care he desperately needed.
She crossed her arms, staring him down. "I don't work for you and I don't have to explain anything to you. Now, get out of here before I have you thrown out. I won't tell you again."
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Date: Aug. 29th, 2009 02:04 am (UTC)She crossed her arms, staring him down. "I don't work for you and I don't have to explain anything to you. Now, get out of here before I have you thrown out. I won't tell you again."