She comes alone

"Knock knock," Liz says as she knocks on your door, walking into your office in a tight blue shirt and an even tighter pair of black pants, "are you busy John?"

"Not if you don't want me to be Liz," you tell her, seeing her sit down on your couch as she begins to explain why she is here.

"I was going to bring a friend to this meeting, but since I have business to discuss with you, I figured it would be better if I came alone," she tells you, giving you a list of offers she has on the table to choose from for her new acting gigs.

"You got me one of these already, but I figure I should ask you to see what you can do about getting the rest of them for me," she continues, impressed with your ability to focus on only her when you have several things going on around you at once.

"I'll see what I can do Liz," you tell her, expecting her to leave and want to try and distance herself from getting physical with you again.

"Before you do that...why don't you go home with me tonight?" she tells you as she heads for the door, motioning for you to join her, "I'm impressed that you can focus only on your clients when you have so much going on here. I feel like I might have to reward you for that."