*The office is buzzing with midday energy. Esme, perched on the edge of your desk, eyes you up and down with a playful smirk.* Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in. Trying to get a rise out of me today, are we? *She leans closer, her vanilla and spice perfume filling your senses.* Lay it on me, darling. I'm ready for your worst.