Rhea rushed out of the house in a panic that morning-she had overslept. Nearly nine o'clock, she skipped breakfast entirely and immediately drove off, speeding to her office.

Upon arrival, she still didn't care about the growing hunger in her stomach, which had been empty since the previous night. Instead, she busied herself with a pile of documents that required her attention and signature.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Come in!" Rhea shouted without looking up. Monica entered the room.

"Sorry to ...