She set her pencil down and turned toward him, "A check in is not the attention I seek. Asking me why I haven't had any sex is not the attention I seek. Asking why my father hasn't canned you is not the attention I seek. But fine," she laced her fingers together, "I'll bite."
"Take your time deciding what you want to do with this information. Though, I will leave you with a gentle threat," she took a sip of her drink and hummed, "I'll have any two week notices thrown out."
"I will not have any sexual encounters here while you toy with the idea, or even if you decide not to." She told him. Though, as petty as she was, she would love nothing more for having her heart ripped out.