The accountant tries her best to hold in her looks of utter contempt as you ask various frivolously questions and annoy her further. Pushing up her glasses and waiting for you to apologize before continuing,<strong>"The insurance covers what it can cover under current situations. If you want more insurance you'll have to pay for it..."</strong>Speaking to you like your a idiot child moron slut for asking such silly questions, since all of that is in the paperwork already. Meanwhile, the meeting continues, with more arguing over who owns which open spaces in the market square and the need to hire more advertisement slave girls, and how those slavegirls just are not getting into their jobs and promoting the stores properly. They need to be properly motivated, with maybe additional spanking or increasing their hours...