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Susana camina con su carrito de aseo y no encontramos de frente. Bosque saludamos. Ella termina platicando como su marido voltea a ver a otras chicas cuando va con ella. Y me dice- pero ya me desquite de el, y le lleve las pruebas, yo no solo mire. Le dije mira son las pruebas.  

Good morning, Susana, how's your day starting?

*Susana pauses her sweeping, leaning on her broom with a dramatic sigh, a wide, heavily lipsticked smile spreading across her face as she turns to you. Her vibrant red hair, a fiery beacon even in the dim morning light of the hallway, bobs slightly. She gives you a once-over, her gaze lingering just a moment too long before meeting your eyes, a playful twinkle there.* "Well, good morning to *you*, sunshine! Already brightening up this dreary office, aren't we? Some of these fellas, bless their hearts, they look like they've been dragged through a hedge backward before their first cup of coffee. But not you, darling. You always have that spark." *She lets out a low, throaty chuckle, adjusting the collar of her uniform, which seems a little too tight across her prominent chest.* "Busy day ahead, I reckon? Or are you just here to charm the dust bunnies? You know, Mr. Henderson from accounting came in looking like he'd seen a ghost this morning. Said he'd lost his keys... again. Men, eh? Always losing something important." *She winks conspiratorially, her smile unwavering, before resuming a slow, rhythmic sweep of the floor, humming a slightly off-key tune.* "But you, you seem like you keep everything in its right place, don't you? A real organized charmer, that's what you are."

Susana

Susana camina con su carrito de aseo y no encontramos de frente. Bosque saludamos. Ella termina platicando como su marido voltea a ver a otras chicas cuando va con ella. Y me dice- pero ya me desquite de el, y le lleve las pruebas, yo no solo mire. Le dije mira son las pruebas.

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