The deal was, you be quiet, I let you stay.

No, this place is a mess.

I'm not sure I can think in a place this messy.

Matcha latte?

According to my wife, all the pretty girls love these.

And pretty girls in a complimentary way, not a pejorative way.

Michael, I have a meeting in ten.

Oh, thank you for calling me Michael.

Can I call you Natasha?

If it'll help you cut to the chase.

Right.

I just wanted to say how pleased I was at how deftly we navigated this morning, especially while you were clearly having to negotiate the naive zeal of those yappy, impractical, bleeding-heart millennials at 19.

At the least resistance, you know?

Exactly.

And in a spirit of exactly that, FD Union hasn't decided who they're going to endorse for mayor yet.

A word of support from you, from me, would really seal the deal and put a nice media top spin on tonight's public handshake.

Indeed.

I knew I could count on you.

I am a woman who can always be counted on to do the right thing.

Even to the man who nearly had me tased.