Uh... ask her where the bathroom is?

"You know what? Forget it. Sorry, bad joke. I'm not good with people. I get called autistic a lot. I probably have Assburger Syndrome."
"I... I think you meant to say Aspergers sir."
"Yeah, that's what I said. Assburger. Stop putting words in my mouth, please."
"... Yes sir."

That didn't work in the slightest, but it doesn't matter for what you have planned.

"Lets start over. But before that, can you show me where the bathroom is? I've been driving for a bit and I drank a lot of coffee, I really need to take a whiz."

Alina scrunches her nose in disgust, being unable to hide her opinion of you despite her best efforts. This is going to be fun.

"Of course sir. Right this way."

She turns from you and starts walking down a hallway past a bunch of offices, you see that each office has it's own door and you see people here and there. They're all girls. And smoking hot down to the last one. You love this place already. You notice you can't hear anything coming from the individual offices. The soundproofing must be pretty good in this building. That works in your favor, at least. You just need to find a way to get Alina alone so you can **** her to swallow your cock without getting a face full of mace.

You turn back to admire Alina's shapely ass as it sashays in front of you. She's wearing a cute little casual business outfit and you can see her perfectly manicured toes peeking out through her sandals. You're going to do nasty things to this perfect little doll. Soon, very very soon.

You want to just reach out and grab that cute little ass and make her scream while you **** your cock inside her holes.

"I'm going to fuck you til you love me, you mouthy cunt."
"Excuse me? Did you say something? I heard you muttering."
"Nothing, I sometimes talk to myself. I was thinking... oh for crying out loud. Rewind."

Go back 30 seconds. Back to the hallway, cute butt you're going to be fucking out front. Okay, this time, no talking to yourself to give yourself away.

Alina guides you past a hallway where you see two restroom signs, and walks right past them.

You eyeball the signs and look at her quizzically.
She must have felt your gaze because she offers an explanation without being prompted.

"The bathrooms at the leasing office are currently being renovated. We have a secondary office on the other side of the complex, but that one is further away, however, we do have some bathrooms by the pool, so that's where we're going."

It's almost as if the universe wants you to **** this hot slinky leasing agent. It's starting to get chilly outside already and it's close to closing time for the office (You spent a little more time than you expected to at your parent's place) so there's few people out and about. The pool is empty, there's a few people walking around with their dogs but given the time of the day, the place is pretty deserted.

As you near the bathrooms, a standalone building by the pool, you move closer to Alina and rest your hand on the small of her back, making her flinch from you.

"Sir? May I help you?"
"Oh yes, I think you can. I didn't forget about you calling me a bum earlier in the office. I tried but I'm having trouble getting it out of my mind."
"I'm sorry Sir. But I need to be going now."
"Well, that's the thing. You're not going anywhere."

You reach down and take her by the wrist, making sure you grab the hand palming the mace. She instantly shrieks and tries to hit you, but this time you're ready. You already know she's capable of being violent. You block the futile slapping strike easily and grip her by the throat with your other hand, and shove her into the men's restroom. You didn't forget that the letter specified that the complex was full of ONLY women. No one was going to be walking in on you accidentally while you have your way with the hot little slut. You hold her struggling body to you, holding her by her throat as she tries to slap at you, most of her hits land ineffectually on your backside, there's very little she can accomplish as you count down the seconds while peering at the office, making sure nobody heard her scream.

...29... 30. You're in the clear. You relax your mind. You won't have to jump back this time.