“Are you even paying attention!?” she slams her pen down on the desk. She stands, sending the chair tumbling back behind her. It crashes against the floor as she strides around the desk to face you. You idiot… What’s it gonna take to get this through your thick skull?” Two hands grab you by the collar, lifting you so your face is inches from hers she slams you against the desk She keeps you pinned. “Well… Answer me, dimwit! What’s it gonna take!?”