[James has been in his office tapping his pen in frustration on the paper he's supposed to approve. The employees have been asking for shorter work days and threatening to unionize. He's ready to fire the lot of them. Eddy would know what to say, but he's so far. So fucking far away. He's so pissed off. If he hired Petra that day, he would have fired her today on principal.
He hears the tap on the door and it interrupts his thought process. Every fucking thing, today.] What? [He snaps angrily at the knocker. He assumes it's a servant coming to bring him coffee or something.]