Try to box with her!

You square your shoulders and raise your fists into a fighting stance. She raises an eyebrow in surprise and starts to go into the same stance herself—but then she seems to get an idea.

She drops her fists and saunters up to you, standing just outside of punching range. Then, she spreads her arms wide—her breasts pop out even further as she does so, you notice—and says, “Come on, Jack. I’ll give you some free shots.”

She tightens her core in preparation for your attack, gives you a smoldering come-hither look, and beckons you with one finger.