However, the thought of how these two brats "get down to business" in front of her, breathing heavily over some photograph of Ipomea Flox, running their wet, sticky hands over it, or even licking it, drove Melissa into such a rage that her field of vision was filled with a bloody haze.
- Good evening, - it took her a great effort not to hiss the words. - May I know your names, professional affiliations, and the purpose of your visit?