You need to put a stop to this

The Company is about to put out an addictive, possibly dangerous product. You are concerned about the liability. There could even be criminal charges.

You slip out determined to get to legal. You manage to reach the surprisingly deserted staircase. You manage to slip down to the twelf floor unnoticed.

You open the door and enter into to a lavishly decorated corridor. As you look at the expensive carpet and oil paintings, you wonder if you’ve chosen the wrong profession.

You come to a large room with the floor secretary. She is gorgeous. Her pale skin is flawless. Dark eyeshadow and dark red lips contrast her skin. Her breasts are full and tight against a black satin button down shirt.

She smiles at you, a smile that is both friendly and slightly unnerving.

“What is your name, and where can I direct you?”

“I’m Wendy Warshaw, from R&D. I need to see whoever is in charge.”

“That would be Vespa Price. What can I say is the reason for your visit.”

“The Company is about to put out a dangerous product, legal needs to know.”

She looks you over carefully. If you didn’t know better you’d think she was smelling you.

“She’ll see you in a few minutes. Have a seat.”

You sit down. You swear the secretary is staring at you. Every time you aren’t paying attention, her eyes seem to be on you. You wonder if she’s gay or something.

Finally, the door to the offices opens...