Not Debbie...

"I have clients to serve, John," Debbie answers in a fluster, glancing up at your eyes. "What we need here is more control. I'm sorry." She fumbles for the door, glancing back at you once more. "Just take care of that before you come out."

She exits through the door, and only a few seconds pass before Kim appears, smiling meekly. "Hi, I'm Kim," she says by way of introduction. "I, um, overheard that you were having some problems and might need some help?"

You smile at her as she closes the door behind her.