Christina

John started with the redheaded buxom beauty Christina Hendricks.

"Jordan," he said. "What role suits her best?"

"Hmm," Jordan said. "I suppose she could be your fashion expert. She is a bit older, after all."

"Okay. I wish Christina was my fashion expert. Her job will be to select outfits that go with whatever hairstyles Lana puts on our clients, and whatever makeup is put on them as well. I wish Christina dressed sexily whenever she came to work here."

"Wishes granted."

"Boss!" Christina called. "I'm here!"