Rosa wondered if Duke could feel her eyeroll from through the door; it definitely felt like it should have been felt even if the door was made of steel.

She slowly let out another breath, straightened into a mountain pose, and lifted her left leg into a tree.

"Did you," she said, her voice exhibiting amazing restraint...just think about it, imagine her if she didn't have the yoga to chill her out... "or did you not come to my office just to inform me that my student is a good negotiator?"