Gemotions

The silence was broken by a sniffle. Eleanor, the sales associate, was crying. Honestly, the drama! Michael, however, remained unfazed. He leaned back against the wall, enjoying the feel of the cool metal against his back.

"Don't worry," he drawled, his tone even and reassuring, "They'll get us out of here eventually." He ran a hand through his perfectly gelled hair. He could have a great idea for a new sales pitch later on.

He’d prepared for such situations. He had a protein bar, the key to success.