As Michiru returns to the penthouse suite that afternoon, she's surprised to hear Haruka yelling at full volume into a headset.
"What do you mean, an external security breach? Don't we have a fucking firewall for this kind of thing?" The blonde was not holding anything back, clenching her jaw and then unleashing her full fury at the person on the other end of the line. "Well FIX IT, will you? I can't fucking believe this!"
"Hi...honey," Michiru greets carefully, recognizing that she is in murky waters.
"Yes, hi darling. Hey, listen, something's come up. I'm afraid I can't join you for dinner tonight. Just...too much on my mind at the moment."
"That's fine. Anything I can do to help?"
"Sweet of you to ask, but I've got it under control for the time being. Do you think you'll be okay for the rest of the evening?"
"Actually, I think I'll use the time to fly back to Vancouver. If you don't mind...?"
"That's a good idea, Michiru. I'll get Taylor to drive you from here as soon as you arrange your flight. Sound doable?"
"Yes, that's perfect. I'm sorry that you're having some troubles right now."
"Well, life in the business world. If it's not one thing, it's another. But I saw your piece today in the Post. Thank you for that." Haruka's charming smile is back, but her eyes are still cold. "You sure you don't want to work for me?"
"Let's talk about that another time."
"You bet. I can't wait for Part 2 though, when does that come out?"
"It's in progress," Michiru assured the blonde. "I just have to figure out the best way to frame the story." The aqua girl frowns in thought, but covers up her concerns with a sly grin when Haruka looks over. It seemed best to keep playing along for now.