"Yes,sir"
"Soismine.”
"Whatdidyousay?"
"Eh...Nothing...It’sjustadream...Imean..."
Ileendisdaiosaymore．Steppingoutoftheelevator,shehesitatedforamomentbeforetheluxurioussuiteMr．Kaffeeusedforspecialguests.Shethoughtitwastoograndforthishomelessperson,sosheusheredhimtothesmallwaitingroomadjoiningheroffice．
"Pleasebeseated．Mr．Kaffeewillbeinginhisprivatehelicopteranyminutenow.”Theaboutherownaidhimnomoreattention．
Mr.Fingershowedupagain．Hedandsomersaultedo,lushcarpetlikeatruantschoolboypyinginthegrass．Therutteredaboutasarrogantlyasabigshot．Heleaptupthewindowsilndlookeddownatthegrandiose，panoramicviewspreadoutbelow,etedthatthisspectacurbuildingwithitsmagnifitviewallbeloohim．Itwastoogoodtobetrue!Meanwhile，Ileen’svoicewasraisedhaughtilyinaphonefereDimitripaidhertention．Hismindwasattractedbytheminiaturemodelofasevehturysailboatonthecoffeetablebeforehim，thinkingthatitwouldbemarvelousiftheboatwasreandhecouldsairoundtheworldinit．Hecouldtougthedelicateartwork，whoseeverydetailwassominutelycarvedoutandthefiguressolife-likeintheirposesthathecouldalmostimaginehimselfjumpingaboardaingsail．Justthen,acoldvoice，
"Pleasedon’ttouchit!It’sanexpensivepieceofantique,onlytobelookedat.”Dimitrijumpedathersharpadmonitionandsatdowndocilely，afraidtomoveabouttoocasually，areatedintohisdreamworld．
Mr.FingerwalkedunderIleen’sdeskandsaairofexpeoelesshigh-heeledshoesandperfectlyproportionedlegsencasediogs．Heclimbeduptoherkneeandwithoutherknowingit,furtivelyraisedaere-coloredskirtandclimbedunder．Warmairrushedathimasifhehadjustenteredaroomwiththeheateroiomeahesoft，silkenskinoftheihighuntilhereachedtheY-shapedterwherethepathsparted．Hetouchedittentatively，feltapulsatedthrobbing,openedhismouthandbitdownhardasifialiationforherdisrespecttowardsDimitri．Ileensuddenlycriedout,forsheheardtherumblingofahelicettiond．Shehunguphastily，rushedoutoftheroomandhurriedtotherooftopnding．AredcarpetwasrolledoutinafshandMr．Kaffee’stall,virilefiguredesdedunhurriedlytowardstheentrancewhereIleenwaswaiting．Hervoicewasdrowheheengines，butsheseemedtobereptoMr．Kaffeethatsomeonewaswaitingforhim．Hisexpressionwassoberashelistenedawohurriedihebuilding．
WhenIleenpushedopenthedoortoMr.Kaffee’soffice，thesebeforeherwassouedthatshelostherposureandalmostdroppedthetraywithitstwocupsofcoffee．DimitriwassittingfortablyintheswivelchairbehindMr.Kaffee’sbigofficedesk，hisfeetrestingontheshiningcqueredtop，talkingcasuallytothenormallybrutandarrogantMr．Kaffee.Mr．Kaffeewasstandingbylikeackey,withasubservientmannershehadneverseeninhimbefore．Thestorywasasfollows：WhengangwarbrokeoutinMr．Kaffee’smansion，heescapedinhisyacht.Whathedidnotknowwashissubjects，whowishedtosucceedtohispower,hadalreadysetatimebombthere,whichexplodedontheopensea．IfitwerenotforMedusa,sentbyDimitritosavehim,hewouldhaveperished.DimitrithenusedhislimitlessresourcestopullWorldBankfromthebrinkofbankruptcy,afterwhichMr．Kaffeeremainedpresidentinnameonly．TherealownerwasDimitri,whopreferredtostaybehindtheses,leavingMr．Kaffeeasthefigurehead．Dimitriflippedopenanexpensive-lookingcigarcaseoableandtookoutaHavanacigar．Mr．Kaffeeimmediatelysteppeduptolightitforhim．Meanwhile，IleendidherbesttorecoverherposureandputacupofcoffeeoableforDimitriaheerforMr．Kaffee．
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