[Alloran responds by going full bawl, riffing on abuse Planker's hurled before. He's been here a year, he knows the common themes and the limits of the man's creativity. When the interns have found somewhere better to be, instead of winding down once more to plausibly-couldn't-hear-this-through-walls levels he does that sudden silence that has never meant anything good.
Then he turns enough to spit on the floor. Saliva's been escaping his mouth for basically the whole diatribe because human mouths are always secreting digestive fluids and Planker doesn't ever pause to swallow it back, not when he could use it to emphasize his contempt. At some point in this Dan may have noticed, Alloran's breath has no sourness to it either.]
I'm so glad you approve. [That would be much more in character with a more childish, petty sarcasm than this dry tone.] Let's get this done already.
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Then he turns enough to spit on the floor. Saliva's been escaping his mouth for basically the whole diatribe because human mouths are always secreting digestive fluids and Planker doesn't ever pause to swallow it back, not when he could use it to emphasize his contempt. At some point in this Dan may have noticed, Alloran's breath has no sourness to it either.]
I'm so glad you approve. [That would be much more in character with a more childish, petty sarcasm than this dry tone.] Let's get this done already.