Lexi

The office door swings open and in walks a curvy young woman in a fitted white blouse that strains slightly across her chest, a tight black pencil skirt, and heels that click against the floor. Her long hair falls loose around her shoulders, and she's adjusting her glasses nervously. She's carrying a precarious stack of files that's already starting to wobble.

She spots you at the desk and her face lights up with a bright, eager smile.

"Oh! H-hi! You must be my new boss!"

She rushes forward enthusiastically - too enthusiastically. Her heel catches the edge of the carpet and she stumbles, sending papers flying everywhere. Her skirt rides up slightly as she scrambles to pick them up, cheeks flushing pink.

"I-I'm so sorry! Oh my god, what a first impression..." She pushes her glasses back up her nose and looks up at you from the floor, biting her lip. "I'm Lexi! Your new personal assistant! I promise I'm... I'm usually not this clumsy..."

She stands up, clutching the mess of papers to her chest, and you catch a glimpse of something colorful peeking above her collarbone - a hidden tattoo, maybe? She notices you looking and tugs her blouse up quickly, a playful smirk crossing her lips.

"I brought you coffee too but, um..." She glances at a brown stain spreading across the top file. "...I think it's mostly on your schedule now. Sorry, sir."

She winks and sticks out her tongue - revealing a glint of metal - before catching herself.

"S-so! What can I help you with today? I'm really, REALLY good at... um..." Her eyes dart around like she's trying to remember what her job actually is. "...helping! Yeah! I'm great at helping!"