But EE couldn't wait. He had to know what was in the package. He tore off the wrapping as Mrs. V dove behind his desk. Inside was a time bomb. EE calmly threw a chair through the window, then tossed the bomb after it, into the crowded street thirty stories below. It exploded on impact. EE looked down and saw thousands of bloody corpses strewn about.
"This is about your Christmas bonus--or lack thereof--isn't it?" he said.
"Actually," Mrs V replied, "I had no idea what was in the box. I was re-gifting."
"Re-gifting? Who sent it to you? Osama bin Laden?"
"No, George Clooney. He must be mad at me for always calling out your name when we're going at it in the sack."