Jenna jabbed Sephiroth’s chest once more before she growled out, for she was quite irritated by now, “I repeat, how would you feel like it if some male gave me gifts such as perfume and bras? How would you feel if that man even knew my dimensions enough to properly shop for those items, hm??”
She crossed her arms. “Not that it matters any longer. Now it is acceptable for you to accept any gifts from your personal assistant.”
With that, she stormed out of the office.