Thousands of scrolls came cascading down like an avalanche, burying the one sitting behind the desk beneath them.
" I've had enough!" The man threw his hands up in the air, one of them clutching the very scroll that had dislocated the pile when pulled out. " This is not paperwork! This is torture!"
As he was speaking, the scrolls floated up and rearranged themselves back into the pyramid shape they had been in.
The man set his eyes on the blue-skinned woman lounging by the window without a care for the world, who had just cleaned up the mess. " Shula, why don't you fill in for me? If it's you, you would finish all those documents with a snap." He almost teared up as he begged her.
