I want to leave

"Did you bring it?" Stella asked her comrade.
"Yes." Micah replied, not bothering to take a glance at the taller girl.
"Are you sure?" Stella insisted.
"As I told you: yes." Micah replied with her usual, monotonic voice.
"Why don't you check again, just in ca..." Stella tried to take a peek at the metallic case before the shorter agent slapped her hand away.
"Would you please calm down!" Micah squawked.
"Alright, alright, I'm just freaking out a little." Stella said as she tried to calm her nerves.
"I can tell." Micah narrowed her eyes as she gritted her teeth.
"How long?" Stella asked.
"Just a minute, we are almost there." Micah told her.
"No, I can't. I'm leaving." Stella stood up from her seat.
"Sit... down! Please!" Micah demanded. They were so close to completing the mission, yet Stella was trying to abort.
"It's just... I don't..." She stammered before Micah heard footsteps.
"It's too late, here she comes." Micah told Stella as they looked at their client walk towards them, another agent perhaps?

The woman had dark wavy hair and black boots as she approached them. A gloved hand was placed on her hip as she looked at her associates. "Have you brought what I ordered?"

"Yes, we brought the items that you purchased." Micah stood from her seat and gave the case. From what Stella could see, Micah could reach up to the woman's waist. A gloved hand grabbed the handle of the case. "State-of-the-art weaponry disguised as common cosmetics, courtesy of the I.B.I." Micah added.

"Does it include the arcrylic claw?" She asked.
"Yes. Extra sharp and aesthetically pleasing, just like you requested." Micah responded, putting her hands behind her back like an ancient monk.
"Excellent." Carina opened the case to see the accesories. When she looked at the quartz powered gun, which looked like a wireless blow dryer with iridescent accents. She showed a feline grin. "Purrrfect."

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