After Julia cleared him to leave, Frank still had to meet with his manager, Nick.  He was in no mood to deal with the weaselly paper pusher.
“How the hell could you screw up like this, Frank?”  The little toad asked.
“She shouldn’t have been able to do that.  I was going the right speed.”
“But you hit her anyway, just like you hit that kid…”  Frank got up and decked him.  His avatar registered the hit and collapsed.  Nick didn’t feel it, though.  Frank was too angry to care.
“That was the last straw, Dumbass!  You’re suspended, without pay!”