Psychic Jinn

In she walks, heels clicking on the smooth linoleum floor.  Her lab coat is pure white, although the clothing underneath is beautiful, silky and pale blue.  She walks over to her desk and turns on her computer. 
“And now to review my final briefing before they come”  Dread filled her, because “they” were a tough crowd.
“Oh well” she said, and sighed a deep breath.. “If they can not realize the true nature of my discoveries, then it will be their greatest fault to have not realized it.”
Nervous tension, as she prepares for the presentation.

He stalks down the hall, waddling a bit, as too many hamburgers and fries have seen this mans’ insides.  Sweat beads at his temples, and there is a slight drop of spittle hanging from his mouth, and his fists clench at his sides.

“This better be worth our time..” he mutters angrily to his wiry cronie,  who falls in step behind him. 

“Yeah…I bet what she has to present is nothing more than fantasy…a mere child’s’ theory, perhaps overblown into something that is and should never be.  Waste of our time.”

They push open the lab door, and she stands up, greeting them with a smile they just do not see.

“Lets get to it…what do you have?”

“Well, upon my lengthy investigation, research, and clinical trials…”

“Just hand me your report”

He sits down clumsily on her desk, knocking over her glass clock, which shatters as it crashes to the floor.

He reads it once, twice, thrice.

“You call this research?  This is utter nonsense.  Do you call yourself a scientist?  Lady, you are not!  This is insane…you have completely violated all traditional methods…your studies are flawed. What conditions did you conduct your experiments in?  What is this?  Some sort of voodoo?  What are you, some sort of magician?  This is crap!

He shoves the documents into his cronies’ hands, and then shouts over his shoulder, “you are on your way out, girl!”

Cronie then proceeds to walk calmly over to the shredder, and shreds all of her report, grinning at her with a sick look all the while as he does it…he then walks over to her shattered timepiece, and steps on it, crunching the bits of broken glass into the floor, and then takes his leave as well.