The smug grin slid right off Mercedes's face. She hadn't expected me to shut her down in front of the entire office without leaving her an inch of dignity.
Her eyes narrowed, glaring at me.
"Matilda, seriously? It's barely a thousand bucks. What fraction of your salary is that? Do you really need to nickel-and-dime everyone like this?"
"Be generous for once. Think of it as building goodwill. Don't throw away an opportunity like that."
I nearly choked on a laugh at her twisted logic.
So refusing to bankroll their coffee habit made me cheap, and somehow I was supposed to thank her for the privilege?
I turned straight to the delivery guy.
"I didn't place this order, and I'm not paying. Find whoever ordered it and collect from them. If they won't pay, call the police."
Mercedes's expression flickered, and a thin edge of threat crept into her voice.
"Matilda, have you lost your mind? Calling the cops during work hours? Are you trying to ruin someone's career?"