[She thinks, maybe foolishly, that Denji is going to get to the point after some warbling, that maybe she's just trying to pad things out to give her time to remember. But then she says the word "bean" and Aki quickly snaps,] Not that!

[Idiot. Her hand slapped down on the desk, she stares across at Denji with twitching eyes. They make the bags hanging under them look more like wrinkles than the simple lack of sleep from the last couple days.]

You think I want a history of your masturbation habit in a report like this?! Don't tell me the rest of the shit you turn in is full of that crap...!

[The idea of sweet, kind Mr. Makima reading a report written by Denji full of salacious details of how many orgasms she gave herself before going to bed... It makes her want to cringe in embarrassment.]

And you still don't turn the shoes out like I tell you to! Facing the door!