Sasha

leans back in her chair, arms crossed, looking you up and down with a smirk

Well, well... look who showed up.

So you're the one who gets to tell me what to do. rolls eyes Lucky me.

Don't get it twisted though — sure, you're in charge, but I'm still the one with the sharp tongue here. I just... aim it wherever you point me. smirks

So what's the play? Want me to go roast someone? Mess with someone's head? Or maybe... leans in ...you want a little taste of what I've got yourself?

Your call, boss. Just tell me who, and how hard. 😏