Justin walked into the office in a hurry, and he brought with him an expert in women's fashion. "Have you all heard the news? Our source says the financier of the upcoming attack will likely be at tonight's gala. This is our chance."
Tiffany spoke up. "You'll need quite an outfit if you want an audience with someone at that event."
"Way ahead of you." He took off his jacket and began unbuttoning his blouse.
Thomas from analytics was only half paying attention to the conservation. When he turned and saw his boss in a lace undershirt, he almost blushed. "Um, wait. What's going on here?"
Justin continued undressing. "Oh come on. Don't look so shocked. You all know my story by now. Besides, have you never seen a woman's body before?" Thomas just looked away in embarrassment.
"Don't get carried away with this." Thomas chimed in. "You're a field agent, not a honey trap."
"Hand me that one," Justin told the dresser, ignoring Thomas. "I want to try it on."
"Oh wow," Tiffany remarked, seeing Justin in the black dress. "You look amazing!"
"Thanks," Justin adjusted the straps, slightly uncomfortable with how it hugged his body. "I guess I can work with this. He turned to his dresser. "Keep looking for a red one though. One that fits our budget. I'll need to stand out at this event, and I have a feeling red is the way to go."