<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fd/Rob1.jpg)</div>"Fire her." Were the first couple of words any of the lobby dwellers could make from Robert's phone conversation as he walked into the spacious entrance hall. The young male was dressed in a recently purchased Armani dark gray suit. Some would say that Armani had become too obvious; others might deem it a cliché, yet Rob found that one can never go too wrong while sticking to the classic- slick mixture of gray cool-wool and silk, two buttons suit, sleek cuts, clean lines, a darker button up underneath and a pair of fine black leather shoes. Utilizing his shades Robert could have easily passed as one of the fashionable business men in those black and white Italian movies, which have conquered the international cinematic culture all those years ago.  "Fire her." Rob indifferently repeated into his phone, his voice was cold and somewhat bored. "Fire her. Fire her. Fire her." He nodded as he walked across the lobby, the soles of his recently shined shoes squeaked against the spotless floor. "Mmhm. F-ire her. Fire her. F- Daniel, this is becoming quite tedious." The man said dryly, "Because all of that is irrelevant." He sighed and shook his head, "Yes. Yes, I have, and every additional piece of excruciatingly detailed information you so generously provided only made it clearer to me that your only course of action is to give her a promotion." Robert paused for a moment, "No, not 'really', fire her. And have your lawyer take care of the abortion. No, not your company's lawyer, you Nini."<br/><br/>Robert stopped in front of the counter, sighing into his cellphone. "Uh, Daniel. This is well beyond embarrassing by now. Worse than that, it's boring, and that is unforgivable, my friend. Goodbye." He ended the call, quickly switching the device to 'Do-Not-Disturb' mode. The man leaned against the counter with one elbow, swiping through the folders on his smartphone, seemingly ignoring both Eduardo and some new ginger he has never seen at the bathhouse before. "E-du-ardo." Rob chanted as he examined some sort of information that caught his attention, "How are you doing, my friend?" his tone was emotionless and indifferent as before, and when he paused to remove his sunglasses, the stunning blue eyes were as cold and as detached as a couple of dark blue marbles. "I trust my room is ready in case I will require it?" whether or not he actually noticed the other guy, he did not acknowledge him or his right to be serviced first.