Oh, these men! Touch their ego, and you get an enemy who hungers for revenge. But what if you run into him every day at work? A dispute on dispute. An explosion on explosion. A corporate evening, alcohol in your blood, and the next quarrel turns into… passion. Now the whole office buzzes about your affair. Only Rita stubbornly insists: NO, they’re not together. In response, the smug bully confidently declares: “YES! We’re having an affair!”
And how do you prove the opposite if you yourself don’t even remember how the evening ended?