"Come!" Chuck rose to greet her. He, too, was a little nervous: Liz's handshake had killed his predecessor. Deciding not to chance it, he merely suggested they sat.
"Oh dear, Liz," Chuck began, "you're not quite up to this CEO job, are you?"
"With respect, sir, I'll improve."
"You could hardly get any worse. Everyone despises you. That. Is. A. Disgrace."
Liz had heard that somewhere before. She started to protest, but Chuck held up his hand. "Cease – you're fired!"
"But – "
"Exit! Leave means leave!"
A trapdoor opened: Liz disappeared.