A Question
When the waitress returned, Pat looked at her with astonishment on his face. This price is for what, exactly? He inquired, already having a thought in his head, but he wanted her to express it on her own. “Your actions have violated our policy, and you have consistently disregarded our requests. And this is the consequence of it.” Her eyes were rolled back. Even though he was enraged, he was aware that he could not make it too clear because if he did, his plan would not be successful.
A Question
Strategic
Rage was a sensation that Pat felt all across his body. He had to stifle his emotions. It would be obvious to the girl that something was wrong if he did not exercise caution. As someone who had served in the military, he was well-versed in the art of manipulation and the strategic use of games. He reminded himself that this was a game of war. Then, all of a sudden, he became peaceful. “All right, I didn’t anticipate having to pay so much. Just give me a moment to retrieve some cash from my van. Not to worry, it is located just next to the window.
Strategic
