Laura turns on you

You march over to the editor's office, wondering what's going on and why your office has been occupied by other people. As you approach Laura's door, you notice something different about the assistant's desk outside it. Instead of the pretty Amanda, a young hispanic man who looks young enough to be in college is sitting at the desk. He has a square jaw and even in his work clothes, it's clear he works out a lot in the gym. He's looking down at some papers as you pass the desk and enter Laura's office.

She's on the phone when you barge in and she looks displeased to see you. She holds a finger up to you to indicate for you to wait while she finishes her phone call. At the same time, the young man outside has rushed in after you.

"Sir, you can't barge in like that," the man says nervously. You ignore him and just stand there with your arms crossed. "Sir?" the man repeats, and then he just stands there as well and waits with you for Laura.

"... I'm sure we can work something out. We'll talk again soon. Bye," Laura says into the phone and she hangs up. She takes a moment to inhale and exhale before she looks to you and the young man.

"Miss Bylines, I-" the young man starts to say before Laura cuts him off.

"Just go back to your desk, Luis. I'll handle this," she says dismissively and the young man scurries out the door and closes it behind you, leaving you alone with Laura.

"What happened to Amanda?" you ask.

"I fired her," Laura answers simply.

"You what? Why?"

"She wasn't trustworthy. She'll be fine. I heard she got a job at a modelling agency soon after. What do you want?" Laura asks. She sounds impatient and annoyed, which is strange since you're her star reporter who helped break 1 of the biggest scandals the paper has ever covered.

"What happened to my office?" you ask.

"It wasn't being used so I filled it."

"Where am I supposed to work?"

Laura glares at you in silence for a while before she responds. "You don't work here. Not anymore. I'm not going to let you **** me."

"What about the pictures?" you ask, referring to the pictures you had taken of her in compromising positions when you had first come into possession of the magic rings.

"I have the best lawyers in the city. I'll sue you for every penny you've got. I'll say you hacked my phone. The police will be involved. I'll even call the FBI," Laura says, crossing her arms. She's dressed in her usual attire of a simple white button down blouse and dark pencil skirt, and she looks as striking as she always does.

You're stunned by the change in Laura and for a minute or 2, you don't know what to say or do.