Yep, Meghan gets nekkid.

Meghan's nervous.

"But Mr. Chandler, I don't want to get in trouble."

"You already are, but I'm offering you a way out. You got a nice bod. I'd hate to lose it to another department."

"But Mr. Chandler. I was only trying to please you."

"I know. This way you'll please me more; and it's not like you're too prudish for this Meghan. About a week ago, when I was turning off your computer, I noticed you sent nude selfies to your girlfriends."

"but I don't want to get pregnant--"

Bay Qing is looking to left—almost an eye-roll.

"Okay, but you promise I'll keep my job, won't get in trouble, and can still Twitter—I have lots of stuff to say about Katy Perry."

"Yes, yes, and yes. But for now, you will begin to take your clothes off."

She has no high heels to kick off, as you've already allowed her to go barefoot in your office.

She takes skirt her off, then shirt, then bra, then panties. She’s nervous, but she eases up as you praise her and assure her of protection.

“I have a reputation to protect.”

“Oh, I'll protect your…, 'reputation,'" you assure.