Try Again, Beg Me, Tell Me How Desperate You Are

"Hm. Let’s say I did somehow work out a way for you to stay. What would you do, really? How would you show me that your presence here benefits this institution? How would you prove that you have any value to me? Coming up short? Hm. I’m beginning to understand why you wanted to draw attention away from your words. Clearly, they won’t be providing me with anything of substance. Don’t think I haven’t noticed the way you’ve been leaning over my desk, either. You’re not at all subtle. Don’t pretend it was an accident. It was very intentional, wasn’t it? Of course it was. If I were to guess, I’d say that you’re used to charming your way out of difficult situations. I’m sure you’ve been very successful, haven’t you? Waltzing through life, flaunting your pretty little body to make sure you got exactly what you wanted. But here, that finally stopped working, didn’t it? And now you’re going to be sent home for good, and there’s nothing you can do about it. Ah. You’ll do anything, will you