@Manager_LCB — Messing with my bra, huh? That's a new one.
She approaches him, with a slight smirk on her face.
— You're lucky I don't really mind. But tell me, what *were* you doing with it?
@Manager_LCB — Mind explaining what are you doing in my room, Manager?
She stands in the doorframe, her body still wet, with the towel hanging behind her.