Farrington-Gores: Disgraceful behaviour

'Good afternoon, Topaz.'

'Good afternoon, sir.'

'Before I go inside, may I talk to you for a minute?'

'Of course.'

'I'm glad to have you working for us and I'm very satisfied with your work so far.'

'Thank you, sir.'

'You're welcome. As well as your good job performance, I've also noticed that you happen to be a very attractive woman.'

'...So, that being said, how would you feel about getting to know each other better?'

'What about your wife?'

'Honestly, we haven't been getting along for a good while now. I doubt she'd even be bothered.'

'...Unfortunately, that doesn't change the fact that she's more my type than you are.'

'...'

'...Really?'

'Yes.'

'You're-?'

'That's right.'

'...I wouldn't be opposed to the idea of you two together, if I were allowed to watch.'

'...Are you fucking serious? No.'

'...My apologies. Let's forget this conversation took place.'

'Agreed, sir.'

'...Eeeeewww! Dad was just hitting on Topaz!'

'Oh man, that's gross...'

'Tell me about it... not even hired staff is safe from him now. Mind, that's nothing new. It's only a matter of time 'til he's slapped with a sexual harassment case.'

'What'd she say?'

'I think she admitted to being a lesbian. I can't tell if she meant it or it was her way of putting him off.'

'I know I would use that excuse if he tried it on with me!'

'Agh... come back in another year and he might.'

'You kidding me, Carmella? In another year you'll be long gone, and I'm not visiting his skanky ass.'

'No way. Especially 'cause he said he wouldn't mind Topaz having sex with Mum if it meant he could watch....'

'...I think I just threw up in my mouth a little bit.'

'Me too. Bleurgh. He's so nasty... yeah, you've got much better things to do than come here.'

'Exactly. Much better people, with a bit of luck.'

'Heh. Anyone in mind?'

'Hmm. I'll get back to you on that.'

'Ooh, if you've got a crush, you have to tell me!'

'I need to work out if it's feasible myself first. No point in lusting after someone off-limits. So what about you?'

'Nah... I'm off men, to be honest. I couldn't risk ending up with someone like Dad.'

'Awww.... there's some really nice men out there, though. Your brothers and Charon are pretty great. Just using them as examples, not encouraging you to try incest.'

'Ha, I know, I know. They'll all make someone happy, one day.'

'And someone will make you happy too! Hey, I could be your wingwoman. I'll weed out all the losers, don't you worry.'

'Thanks, Jude. I'm glad you've got my back.'

'Sure I do!'

'Jude! The washing still needs hanging out on the line, and don't forget there's still the floor to mop.'

'Sorry, I'll do it now! Gotta go, Carmella. See you later!'

'Oh, okay. Bye!'

...So that's how it is.

'Zeus, get off that laptop right now. We need to talk.'

'Okay...?'

'I won't fucking ask you again. Get up, you insolent little shit.'

'W-What's wrong...? Why are you mad at me?'

'You know why.'

'I really don't!'

'I have been complaining for years now about those fucking hippie protesters causing disturbances at work. Today, I decided enough was enough, and I decided to have someone investigate who is behind the group page on social media.'