Lance did not let the young guys make things difficult for the girls, the manager in charge watched her, and after a moment of eye contact, he spread his hands, "Alright, go change your clothes and then leave through the side door."
"Do you need me to arrange for someone to escort you part of the way?"
Lisa had initially wanted to refuse, but considering she was the only girl, she nodded her head and even kissed the manager on the cheek, "Thank you, I'll be grateful."
It sounded like a normal dialogue, but the meaning she expressed was not that simple; for her, thanking and "thanking" were two different things.
The manager stepped back, spread his hands, keeping some distance, "Thanks, but I don't need it."
He walked back to his desk, pressed a button, "Come to my office."
Soon a young man arrived, just over twenty, with some sweat at his hairline, he had been having a great time inside, this job was simply fantastic!