Mona marched into the conference room, whistling. She dropped her parchment on the worn table surface and took the seat at the head of the table. She was in a surprisingly good mood today, which was good for the employees. They'd find her even more agreeable than usual! Lucky ducks in a rooowwww. She crossed her legs and wiggled her YSL pump- adorned foot, waiting patiently for the section editors.