"...and this will be your assistant, Bobbi LaFleur"
A perky, young woman bounces out and extends her hand. She's blonde, thin and appealing in a nice midriff-baring shirt and tight, tiny shorts. She HAD to be jailbait but you immediately enact your own don't ask - don't tell policy and simply shake her hand.
"Wow, I can't believe it's YOU! I left Madame Menace's organization months ago. That's like an unpardonable sin or something and her best assassins are trying to snuff me - I thought I could help you guys to ventilate that bitch's tits before she gets to me!"
"Remember Steele, she's your assistant, not your toy. Good luck!"