An angry customer

Getting closer, you can clearly see that the customer half of the loud conversation is a tall businesswoman -- or at least, a woman in a suit and wearing a bowler hat. Long red hair spills out from underneath her hat and splays itself across her back, disorderly but not unsightly. She's holding a briefcase and seems very upset at the short clerk on the other side of the desk. Or maybe she just looks short next to the scary businesswoman.

"What do you mean, my card isn't ready? This is the second delay now, it was supposed to arrive three days ago!"

"I-I'm sorry ma'am, we haven't been able to contact the manufacturers, there's nothing we can..."

The brunette-bobbed clerk looks very sheepish as she stammers out a long explanation filled with words that you don't understand. Her eyes occasionally flick over the woman's shoulder towards you as she speaks. Eventually, the tall businesswoman cuts the clerk off with a sigh, and turns to leave.

"I need it ready for tomorrow, or it'll be your head." She calls over her shoulder, before turning forward and spotting you, wide-eyed and feeling very small under her gaze. To your surprise, a faint bemusement flickers across the woman's face as she looks down at you. You gulp.

"If you'd like to come over here, ma'am, I can see about-" The clerk is cut off by an icy glare as the businesswoman's head snaps back to look towards her. All of a sudden it seems that something on the desk requires her immediate attention.

"Right, you." The tall businesswoman says as she looks back over towards you. "You're cute. I've been having a difficult time lately. How much do you want for me to cuddle with you?"

With a confused pause, you run your eyes over her body. It's hard to tell right away, with the way she's dressed, but on further inspection, she's actually rather shapely. You suddenly really want to run your hands over her hips. Her bust is respectably sized as well -- you don't really know why that's capturing your attention, you're not interested in all of that dirty stuff... shaking your head, you look back up to her face to reply-- woah, her eyes are stars. They're so bright and sparkly, even though her lips are all tight and mean looking. And her cheeks are like diamonds. You open your mouth to speak, and accidentally suck up the drool that was coming out of your mouth. Uh, it wasn't drool! You were just crying out of your mouth because of how bright the lights are in here.

"A lot." you respond at last, in a dreamy voice, as your eyes half-lid and a wide smile forms across your face.

She lets out an irritated sigh. You didn't disappoint her, did you? She fishes around in her briefcase.

"How much exactly?"

"More than anything."

"Well, here's the last of my cash. $210. Will that do?" she says, pulling out a neat pile of notes from her suitcase before closing it up, seeming to not have heard what you just said.

Your eyes shoot open. This lady rocks! She's going to pay you to let you cuddle her?! Of course you agree! You're taken by the hand and dragged half-delirious with joy out of the bank, leaving behind an unhappy bank clerk.