violet back in office (ch 7?)

Clo pushed open the conference room door. "You've been hard at work all evening."

I peeked up from my laptop and stretched a little, glancing outside. The sky was dark blue now, almost black. It must be late. "Getting back into my flow has been nice." Straightening up in my seat I asked, "Can I help you with something?"

"Oh... um, well, Gabe was saying that you were supposed to have met him ten minutes ago and sent me to find you..."

"Fuck... our meeting..." I jumped out of my seat and bolted towards the door. "Thanks!" I said hastily and jogged to Gabe's office.

He was sitting behind his desk, yellow light from his lamp giving an eerie look to his face.  "You're late."  He stood in a rush, bumping his chair back and buttoning his jacket.  "Are you going to take this job seriously?" he asked, coming towards me.

"I'm late because I was taking this job seriously."  I slapped a stack of folders on his desk.  "Finished all these."

His arms folded.  "And the Mr. Winters case?"

"What about it?"

"Is it done?"

"That's gonna take a little longer than a few hours, Mr. Specter."  

He shook his head, inching closer to me.  "I see you're no longer wearing the headscarf, instead parading around here with that unnatural hair color.

"In case you haven't noticed, it's 2019, nobody cares what color my hair is."

He now walked behind me, pacing a bit, sizing me up.  I hated this part of being his spankee.  I was just ready for him to get it all over with but he wanted to savor the moment, enjoy asserting his dominance over me.  "What other rules have you broken today?"

Another eyeroll.  "None, geeze!"

"Did you use any drugs?"

"Of course not!"

"Do not speak to me in that tone, Young Lady," he said forcefully.  "I think you need a reminder of how things work with me."

"I think you already gave me a reminder yesterday."

"Clearly it didn't work."

*i don't like this much*