Ofcourse

"I should get some kind reward. Instead no one even knows what I did! And now I'm being separated from my friends and family. . . and in this dreadful, bumpkin neighborhood."

Now agent Jess is clearly getting annoyed. The papers rustle restlessly as she slaps them down and slides them into a neat arrangment. "Why don't you just consider your protection a reward. You know how much freaking work goes into this?" She starts counting on her fingers as she sits down. "All your basic needs are being funded for a year, minimum. My entire salary is essentially being used to pay me to survey your immediate area - you know what." She stops herself. "I don't even feel like explaining this to you. Sit down."

You have to pull a chair down.