"You know, Frank, you could be a little more considerate! I’m pretty sure I asked you months ago to get the cushions reupholstered. But you feed me some bullshit excuse, Sorry Helen, it’s been a tough quarter! Sorry Helen, the board’s up my ass! All you do is work, and you use it to get out of everything. And now you want to skip St. Kitts altogether!”
Frank glared past his mobile over to Helen, for whom his contempt grew hourly. He spoke back into the phone in poorly disguised exasperation. “You have to understand, the board wants me to lay off eleven hundred people… yes, I know you know… Bill, that’s forty percent… what will I say to the media…”
"…let me call you back, Bill."