Door Opening

Brendan looks as the door swings wide open. Not one but four Jasmines walk in. "What is happening? How are there four of you?" Brendan asks nervously bracing for something. All four of Brendan's boss are dressed the same. Not the usual business wear, but they are dressed in what could be considered combat wear. Black long sleeve shirts with padded vests. Black cargo pants with black boots for running long distance. The four Jasmines separate making two rows on either side of the door for a fifth Jasmine who is dressed similar but more relaxed, more leader like. "Hello Brendan. Surprised?" the leader asks. Brendan looks in shock as Jasmine sits. The other four shut the door and stand ready. Leader Jasmine throws her amber hair over her shoulder, she is older then Brendan but doesn't show it. Brendan now sees the somewhat thin frame is so because of years of fitness. The leader smiles and says "You can call me Prime, One is currently with Amy filling in at work and I have Two through Five with me here." Brendan finally composes himself enough to ask "How are you doing this?" Prime has a somewhat sinister smile cross her face and the others form a smirk. "Well it seems I have my own... Boop Boop... device. God I hate that name but regardless. I found the company in my research as to why my breasts kept getting longer. Eventually I found a conspiracy page talking about magi-science tools. One of each was made and sold. While I healed from my surgery, I called the company and bought the newest product. The clone gun. Lets the user clone and command themselves. Company also told me that I was the second recently. Someone looking for repairs. Lucky for me, my father had mob connections and I called in a favor to find out who. Am I that bad of a boss to encourage employee's to do something like that?" Brendan tries to keep up with everything she is saying. All the while trying to come up with a plan to do something.