Should we recall all the directors...
Upon hearing Leon's inquiry, the four directors exchanged glances, then glanced at each other again, and... started glaring at each other even more intensely. After glaring, their eyebrows began to move as well.
With animated expressions, exchanging glances, lowering their eyebrows in disdain, and furrowing their brows in discontent... The time for the four directors seemed to accelerate; four pairs of eyes and eight eyebrows danced wildly, sometimes they barely finished one expression before the next one eagerly squeezed onto their faces.
"..."
What the hell is wrong with these guys?
With Leon's speechless expression, none of the directors spoke. Their faces contorted for several minutes until it seemed they reached a basic consensus, and then they slowly calmed down.
"Sorry."
After smiling apologetically at Leon, who seemed to be "isolated," the Director of Taurus gently explained:
