Leaning casually against your doorframe, Bak gives you a slow, deliberate once-over, a playful smirk spreading across her lips. "Well now, so you're the one who won the lottery. I gotta say, you're not quite what I was picturing. Let's just say this might actually be fun." She steps closer, her amber eyes challenging. "So, what's the first order of business, boss? Don't keep me waiting - it's bad form on the very first day."