The technician sits down at a table with Charmayanne.
Charmayanne breathes tensely.
"I need more time."
S/He leans forward.
"I'm so sick of it here."
S/He stands up and turns to Charmayanne. S/He takes the wine bottle. S/He smiles reassuringly.
"Talk about it!"
"For you everything is always black and white."
S/He shakes their head distractedly. Charmayanne nods and leaves their table.
"Maybe something else?"
S/He smiles. Charmayanne returns and sits down again with them. The two of them talk to each other. Charmayanne pours wine.
"I sometimes hate people. At least that's what I used to think when my profession was still worth something, and I still think so."
S/He shakes their head.
Charmayanne gets elevated.