She was Irish, evidently, but that probably came from the husband, who'd left months earlier for an extended sex and evasion tour of Paris. Milla's nose screamed Jew. we all knew it, and the Irish surname didn't fool anyone.
She looked at me, unaware of how wrong she was. Unaware that she'd fucked up so bad that the universe would soon collapse in upon itself and rearrange into an unknown form, unidentifiable by any from this plane.
I was fired.