Cornelia was a straight shooter, can't stand phony people. She didn't want to argue with him, "Expensive coffee should be shared with like-minded people. You've got a bone to pick with me, I've got one with you, so there's no point wasting this cup of coffee. If you've got something to spill, just spit it out and don't waste our time."
Brennen countered, "Who said I've got a beef with you? If I really had it in for you, would I invite you for a coffee?"
Cornelia cut to the chase, "Can we drop the act? Doesn't it wear you out?"
This kind of phoniness made her sick to her stomach.
No matter what Cornelia said, Brennen still ordered the coffee. "Ms. Stewart, you standing there makes me look inhospitable. Even if you don't drink the coffee, please take a seat."
Standing was indeed tiring and Cornelia didn't want to make things worse for herself, so she sat down across from Brennen.
Brennen didn't let someone else pour the coffee for her, but picked up a cup himself and took a few sips, "Ms. Stewart, do you play chess?"
Cornelia could, but she didn't want to play with him, "I don't."
Brennen expressed regret, "What a shame. I was hoping to play a game of chess with you. If you beat me, I'll let you go. If you lose..."
Cornelia cut him off, "If I lose, what would you do to me? Lock me up? Or kill me?"
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