INT. LOS ANGELES, GLASS HOUSE COMPANY (OFFICE)-MORNING.

The manager of glass House Company, Mr. Miles is sitting in his office wearing a recommended glass on a cream suit with a polished black Italian shoe sitting opposite to the receptionist who was on a cheap black suit with a multicolored handkerchief in his right hand which he kept rubbing over his face, they are discussing about the quiz competition that will hold the next day.

Lent: sir, I have called all the candidates that were selected for the quiz

Mr. Miles: how many are they?

Lent: they are 7, sir

Mr. Miles: ok, have you called Rhonda for the replacement of th..

SANDRA CUT IN:

(Door opens)

Sandra, the receptionist : (she peeped through the door): sorry to disturb you sir, Mr. Wales is here, the technician.

Mr. Miles: call Nick to show him the elevator and don’t forget the leakage from the roof top

Sandra: (she noded) yes sir

SANDRA EXT (door closes)

Mr. Miles: mmm lent you should also call Rhonda for the replacement of the gifts, I want something mature and not a P.S, the people in question are not kids they are eighteen for Christ sake

Lent: I will see to that sir

(Door open and closes)
(Lent walk down the stairs to deliver Mr. Miles message to Rhonda)

Lent: (with a cheerful attitude) hey Rhone..

Rhonda: (cut in angrily) don’t call me Rhone

Lent: (talking as he walks toward the entrance) Big boss want you to replace the gift to something mature, you know what I mean by mature don’t you (He winks)

Rhonda: (She gave him a wicked look as she makes the phone call for the replacement of the gifts)