"And where do you see yourself in five years?" Cozy Glow kept her eyes on her clipboard.
The bugbear shifted uncomfortably in its seat.
"Listen--" Cozy rubbed her face. "The Forklift Alliance is a very prestigious institution, and we hire only the best of the best. Clearly, you are only wasting our time. You may leave."
The bugbear gave a timid nod as it stood up to do just that. Unfortunately, that was its final action on this mortal plane.
"yO I HEARD YOU'RE HIRING?"
Cozy Glow glared at Discord, who was now lying on the table amidst the broken glass from the window. He wiggled his forklift-shaped eyebrows. The bugbear was now somewhere on the opposite end of the room, presumably on fire.
"Again, Discord, we do not take betrayal lightly. We will refuse each and every one of your applications."
"Fine." Discord sniffed. "I'll make my own Forklift Alliance, with poker and fishhooks!"