She returns to your office

You knew the exact moment that Jennie Finch had returned to your office because you saw her walking into your waiting area wearing the very familiar black dress she had worn at the ESPY's all those years ago.

"Jennie, the pleasure is once again all mine," you tell her as you welcome her back into your office, Jennie giving you a signed contract as she makes herself at home.

"I like to pride myself on getting down to business John," she tells you as you look over the list of business deals she has on the table, "so I hope you don't mind me giving you a look into your future."

"This is a lot of work, Jennie, but I would be in the wrong line of work if I couldn't handle it," you tell her before asking her where she intended to meet with you about all of this.

"Come back to my place with me," she tells you, "my husband is away all weekend on a minor-league road trip and I have the place to myself because the kids are with family."

In asking around, it has been related to you that Jennie is one of a handful of girls you work with that people tell you you shouldn't expect favors from.

But if she's so willing to invite you back to her place, maybe things aren't the way everyone assumes with her.