"I'll start by telling you my name. I'm Calista, I've been working for him for ten years until I got fired. Probably don't look the part, but I'm thirty-five." The redhead woman said while taking a swig from a metal flask she pulled out.
Although her lips were tinted a dark pink that bordered a Rosie color, they were stained crimson with a thick substance she licked off moments later. "He's never really...how can I put this," She thought with a twist of full lips. "Had someone like you working for him. Someone that seems more human than the rest of the world. I could see why he wanted someone like that around. Heard your files are a dead end too. Perfect for someone like you to work here."
