Meanwhile, In the Building Across from Us

We can hear the fire alarm in the IBM building. They are all standing up, putting on their suit jackets and leaving the building. There are a lot of black suits. They remind me of scarecrows. Some people are taking their time. If it was a real fire, they'd be as good as the living dead. Maybe they are in no hurry because they can't smell the smoke. A woman gathered her stuff into a bag and was the last to leave the room...

But now they return after the alarm stopped ringing. They are laughing, sharing jokes, sitting down, speaking into their cellphones. They are back into the meeting room and ready for more business.