[Deciding Klavier's a little too mobile and struggling a little too hard, he pushes him up against the window he had been leaning against before, none too gently. He's as harsh about it as he would be if it were a traditional wall. He knew he could get himself right back into angry territory again.] Stop pretending this's about me!
[But a part of the thrill was getting Klavier there, too. His secretary backed down just when he seemed at the brink of snapping. That was unfair to their audience.]
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[But a part of the thrill was getting Klavier there, too. His secretary backed down just when he seemed at the brink of snapping. That was unfair to their audience.]