Tell him you quit

For a moment you feel like crumpling up the 50 dollar bill and bouncing it against the directors' stupid face, but you really can't afford that kind of catharsis. "Seriously, you know what?", you shout in anger. "Fuck this stupid job! Go find another girl to exploit. I quit!".

The director closes his laptop and looks at you, trying to determine how serious to take your statement. "You can't quit", he says simply.

"Try and stop me.", you say, and you turn towards the door. You expect someone to stop you, but you manage to angrily stomp your way to the door without issues. Only when you open the door do hear the director call after you.

"I happen to know you're **** for money", he exclaims, infuriating you even more. "And from what I heard, Red gave you plenty of that in return for finishing your first 'audition'. So are you now really quitting because I didn't pay you the full hundred bucks for a simple introduction to our daily routine?"

"It's not about the money, it's about dignity!", you yell at him in anger. You're completely ignoring all the other crew members still present in the room, their looks don't faze you. It's like they don't even exist anymore.

"Please. You lost that a long time ago", the director replies, leaning back in his chair. "Look around where you are".

You bare your teeth at him and stomp through the door. "I don't care. I quit!"

The director stares at you for a bit, before shrugging and starting to put his laptop in a bag. "Fine, whatever. You can go", you hear him say, but you're already in the hallway. You make your way towards the wardrobe room, where you left your personal belongings in a bundle on the ground. You shrug out of the robe once more and start putting on your own clothes again.

You're still seething and raging, telling yourself that even a low-rate prostitute would make more money for what you endured today. You quickly finish up dressing, making sure you have everything before you leave the wardrobe room. When you step back in the hallway, you see Honey standing off to your right. She apparently waited for you to finish getting dressed.

"Marcy, wait!", Honey calls after you, trying to take you by the arm again.