Selas'.

On your way to the break room, you check yourself very quickly, making sure that your breasts and ass have the right amount of bounce, your lips are perfectly plump and sumptuous, and your eyes are nice and large, like a doe. With a quick shift of your shoulders, you push the door open and walk in.

Inside, you see your potential playmates, the dark-skinned Rafael puffing on his e-cig by the window, and the olive toned, Izuchi, or Izu as he's asked you to call him, on his phone, both enjoying their break. "Hi Irene," Izu says, looking up and taking an earpiece out, "how's your first day going?"

You let out a loud exasperated breath. "Ah, pretty good. Pretty good," you wince, taking a seat and melting into it, strategically splaying your legs out. Even though your wearing some dress trousers, you know that you've just planted an idea in their heads. Catching yourself, you close your legs and lean forwards, just enough to hint at cleavage. "I, I think I got lucky. The table I'm handling seems like they're a nice couple, so I'm okay. I think. I even think the guy was more nervous than me!"

"About that," Rafael chimes in, blowing out a cloud of peach scented smoke, "it's a bad idea to automatically think that they're a couple. For all you know, they could be siblings, cousins, or even just coworkers. You don't want to make it awkward for them."

"Really?!" you gasp, covering your mouth with your hands and making your eyes dilate, making them look even bigger. "Oh my gosh, I had no idea." Your hands shift to your cheeks, but not enough to hide your blush. Shrinking into your seat, you whisper "Oh, I'm so embarrassed now," before gasping very loudly again. "Oh, but what if he was going to break up with her? Or propose!? Oh... this is harder than I thought..." Swiveling your knees, you try your best to look absolutely miserable.

They just shrug, telling you that you'll get used to it.