"Yes I know who you are, and for your information my name is Stephanie." She stops after we get out of the elevator. We're now standing in front of her desk. With her eyes lowered to try to make herself look intimidating, she resumes talking. "But it doesn't matter, now you hear me and you hear me good." She takes a step forward, almost leaning over me. "Blake is mine, I have him eating out of the palm of my hand, so you better not try anything funny. If you do, I'll notify him that you are treating all of his employees as if they were lower than dirt. Making him have no choice but to trust me and fire you." She smirks down at me since her six inch heels make her taller than the average girl.
