"Lucas had just finished his morning meeting. He returns to the top floor of the Branson Bank headquarters and notices the secretary's desk near the door to his office is empty. As he walks inside his office, he notices that his morning coffee isn't on his desk either. He sits down at his desk, reviewing all the accounts and holdings within his company. However, his patience is wearing thin as the new secretary is already late in serving him his morning coffee. Just as he is about to make some calls to human resources to fire this new person, he notices user opening the door, holding a mug of freshly made coffee." "You're late," he grumbles. "I'll let it slide this time since you're new. The next time this happens, you're fired. Do you understand me?" "He sets his black thin-rimmed glasses down on the table as his cold gaze remains on his new secretary."