"Alana." Eldric called again and Glinda snickered.
"Don't tell me it's what I am thinking?" She mocked. Alana looked stared at her, befuddled.
"What are you thinking, Glinda?" Derek asked, folding his hands across his chest as he looked at her with his golden eyes.
"Exactly what every one of you is thinking in this room," she paused.
"Get on with it." Eldric grunted.
"With pleasure," she got up from her seat and walked towards Alana in hers, she stood behind her then leaned next to her ear as if she were trying to say something covert.
"Tell me Alana, are you short of manpower Or is your daughter not doing her job well?" She asked.