Without saying another word, Abigail would then nod her head, her fingers gently wrapping around the handle of the delicate porcelain cup in front of her. With a faint smile that didn't quite reach her eyes, she responded calmly, "No problem. Since it's just a piece, I can actually do with it."
The three representatives of GSK already beginning to loosen up after that brief break in tension exchanged satisfied glances. One of them even let out a soft chuckle, the kind that said, finally, we're getting somewhere. It was clear they had been slightly nervous before, but Abigail's agreement to play along, even if just by taking tea, reassured them that she was still engaged in the conversation.
