Rendezvous on floor five

Valerie breezed past security at the building entrance. The first few floors were almost entirely shops, meaning she didn't have much difficulty getting to her rendezvous point either. She walked to a small door with a sign saying "Entry Restricted - Staff Only" at the end of a secluded corridor. Making sure nobody else was around, she quietly slipped inside.

Hawk was waiting for her inside the tiny maintenance room. He had a janitorial cart with him, making the already small room really cramped. She barely had room to move. "Do you have it?", she asked. He nodded, pulling out her bag from one of the covered shelves on the cart and handing it to her.

She opened the bag and pulled out what would look like socks and fingerless gloves to an untrained observer. In reality, with a simple gesture, their surfaces could become highly adhesive, allowing the wearer to stick to any kind of surface. Since she was going to be climbing walls, elevator shafts and air vents, these items were crucial to the mission. She took off her socks and shoes, putting on the items on her hands and feet.

She pulled out the only remaining item in the bag - her uniform for the mission, a one-piece skintight catsuit. While they were a little cliché in the spy trade, there was no debating their functionality. She would need to squeeze through some very tight spaces and perform several acrobatic feats on her way to the top of the tower. Her suit would act as a second skin, allowing precise movement, complete mobility and no encumbrance. Also, there was no chance of it getting caught on something.

She pointedly looked at Hawk. He stared at her for a few seconds, confused. "What?", he finally asked.

"Can you turn around?", she said, her cheeks becoming slightly red. While he had seen the goods before, she wasn't in a mood to let him see her in her underwear. There was a danger things would escalate from there, and she was afraid of that.

"If you say so.", he said, suppressing a smile. He turned around to face the wall.

Once she was convinced he was looking the other way, she took off her sweatpants and hoodie and put them in the bag, standing in the room in her underwear. She tied her hair in a tight knot and began to squeeze herself into the suit.