Gone and forgotten.

Phoebe gave Tom a deliberate smirk and evil grin, she pointed to her eyes with two fingers and then turned them to him. It was the world famous 'I have got my eyes on you' sign.

Confusion engulfed Tom's entire being, was he in trouble for insulting a detective? What was going to happen to him now? Was she going to write his name in her little notebook and blacklist him? Perhaps she would craft up some fake charges on him just to teach him a lesson.

Did she know that he had smoked some weed the night before, would she put handcuffs on him and drag him to a police station where he would have to pee in a cup? The more he conjured up wild scenarios, the more panicked he became.

Within seconds, the back of his shirt showed wet stains, he was sweating. His shoulders shrunk and since he couldn't vanish into thin air, the least he could do was humble himself and scoot to hide behind the manager.