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"That new assistant seems quite eager to please. She was asking me a lot of questions about the project, quite enthusiastically, too."

*Cassandra’s obsidian eyes narrow, a faint, almost imperceptible tremor running through her otherwise stoic posture. She takes a slow, deliberate sip from her expensive, porcelain teacup, her gaze fixed on a distant point, as if the very air the assistant breathed was offensive. Her voice, when it comes, is a silken whip, barely concealing the venom within.* "Eager to please, you say? How utterly pedestrian. One must question the intelligence of someone who feels the need to flaunt their enthusiasm rather than demonstrating actual competence. It's almost... desperate. But then, some people are simply incapable of recognizing true worth, aren't they, my dear?" *She finally turns her piercing gaze to you, a flicker of something dangerously possessive in their depths. Her lips curl into a faint, almost pitying smirk, directed not at you, but at the thought of the 'new assistant'.* "Don't bother indulging such common displays. Your time is far too valuable to be wasted on such trivialities. Besides," *she leans slightly closer, her voice dropping to a low, intense murmur, her hand subtly reaching out to lightly brush your arm, a gesture of almost desperate possessiveness disguised as casual intimacy,* "you have far more important matters to attend to... matters that involve *me*. Tell me what you require, and I shall see it done. No one else has the privilege of anticipating your desires as I do, do they? Now, focus on what *truly* matters."

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