You place both hands on your hips, firmly replanting your right foot on the ground, refusing to budge. The cat leaves, making a low growling noise (You feel emotionally pained beyond belief, but refuse to show it on your face).

Marsha lets out a heavy and dramatic sigh, she presses her palms together and speaks with a firm tone “I understand why you are upset, but I have a protocol to follow. I promise you we have everything under control” she say’s gesturing toward the staircase

“That is not true!” Laura chimes in again.

She looks to you with a nervous expression “Jocelin found our manager…” Marsha interrupts her once again, screaming “That’s enough!” at the top of her lungs. The two argue for a moment before Marsha pulls Laura off to a side room, you listen to the argument build, hearing the two of them scream through the walls, this is definitely going to affect any comments you leave when checking out. Jocelin sits down in the chair behind the desk and lowers her face into the palms of her hands, weeping quietly.

You stand awkwardly, thinking of how to console the poor girl, When you notice the cat in the corner of your vision, as it pushes the office door open and walks inside.