And that's how you pop a balloon

I was still on my rush from what transpired when I entered Raphael's office. 'Are we giving interviews now?', Raphael asked with irritation. Just like that all my high is gone. 'I solved the crisis. I handled as best as I can without further damaging our sales. With the limited time that's all I could come up with', I responded sinking into the same mood he is in. 'You could have just offered her the money she wants and done with it. Now the other channels are aligning for an interview. We are not running a talk show here', he gritted each word out. 'But she asked half a million dollars', I gasped. He lifted his eyebrow implying, 'so?' The maddening quirk of his eyebrow. Oh, how I itched to pluck the stupid thing from his forehead. Seriously, if I saved half a million dollars of someone other than him, they would have been falling under my feet, ok at the least, grateful. But not Raphael Sinclair. He is irritated even for doing that. I wonder what will make him gratef