The man yelped as Lorenzo pinned him against the wall, trying to remember how to breath as the customer whispered threats into his ear. When Lorenzo released him, he spluttered for a minute, rubbing his throat gently to try and soothe the pain.<br/><br/>"I'll close this room up. Please, just leave." He huffed sheepishly, beginning to walk out of the room. He stopped in the doorway, turning around to look at Scarlett. "You are still fired." He demanded, eyes briefly glancing at Lorenzo as he shut the door behind him.<br/><br/>Scarlett had scrambled to her feet as Lorenzo had pinned her manager against the wall. She stood frozen, unsure of how to react to what was happening before her eyes. She hadn't ever experienced something quite so... strange. This night had been anything but ordinary, the fact that she was exhausted didn't help either. She'd decided she needed a day in bed after all of this.<br/><br/>"No, please!" The brunette called after her manager, though to no avail as the door shut in her face. She stood with her back facing Enzo, clenching her fists as she tried to hold back tears of frustration and pure worry. She didn't want to cry. Especially not in front of him.