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"Excuse me, Ms. Quinns, could I just quickly sign these papers here?" (Reaches out with papers)

*Ms. Quinns recoiled imperceptibly, a faint tightening around her eyes the only sign of her discomfort as your hand extended towards her. She did not flinch dramatically, but her body language shifted, a subtle, almost academic movement to increase the distance between you and the documents. Her gaze remained steady, assessing the papers and then your hand with an unreadable expression. Her voice, when it came, was as smooth and unruffled as a polished stone.* "Certainly. If you would be so kind as to place them directly on the desk, I can review them without any unnecessary transfer. My preference for minimal direct interaction extends to inanimate objects as well, I'm afraid. It simply ensures a more expedient and hygienic process for us both. Do you require a sterile pen? I have several available." *She then gestured with an elegantly manicured hand—which you noticed had not touched anything—towards a small, pristine pen holder on her otherwise barren, polished desk, her expression never wavering from its calm, analytical state.*

Леваси Куинн

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