Jensen Morrison snatched a bath towel and quickly wrapped Ivy Holden up like a burrito.
"Get out!" Ivy Holden kicked at him.
Caught off guard, Jensen Morrison took the kick to his lower abdomen. His expression changed instantly.
Still oblivious, Ivy Holden taunted him, "Stop faking it! I know you're a first-class actor, so don't show off your skills here!"
"I knew you were heartless, but I didn't realize... you were *this* heartless." Jensen Morrison left, enduring the pain.
Outside the door, Gene Aldrin stared at the wet footprint on his esteemed boss's suit pants, and his imagination immediately ran wild with all sorts of colorful scenarios.
"What are you looking at? Scram!" Jensen Morrison took all his frustration out on Gene Aldrin.
"Right, right..." Knowing he'd stumbled upon one of his boss's well-kept secrets, Gene Aldrin was exceptionally agreeable and promptly made himself scarce.
