"Audrey, how many times do I have to tell you before you remember?" The haughty girl impatiently glanced at her cousin, who was practically jumping up and down with anger.
"I—" The young girl, scolded by the cousin she admired, had red eyes and looked increasingly resentful at Enna Clark. She clenched her fists, forcing down her resentment, and with a dismissive gesture, raised her chin towards Enna as if she were dismissing a beggar, "Since my cousin gave it to you, just take it. Consider yourself lucky. As long as it's not anything too excessive, go to the company with my cousin's business card, and the reception will help you out. But don't push your luck. Don't think my cousin gave it to you because she likes you.
My cousin is just helping me pass it to you; for anything under 15 thousand, you can ask for assistance, but for anything above that, don't embarrass yourself by using the card. Even if my cousin agrees to help you, I won't!"
