Cambridge's Section Head, Bruce Scott rushed in, almost breaking the newly replaced glass revolving door. The aroma of all the heavenly goods inside was irresistible, he threw his wallet at Christy saying, "You know what I want, bring all the tea that pays for!"
Bruce turned from the counter and looked around. A few voices began calling him over, it was the other sectional chiefs. Bruce walked over protesting, "Can't this wait I've got a barge-load of Christy's tea coming."
"Afraid so Mr. Scott, we have to discuss matters of grave importance." Mr. M'guire had the nerve to deny Bruce his tea.
"Da...Alright, I suppose this is about the Commisioner?" Bruce sat down mumbling to himself what he would be missing by partaking in this meeting.
