" Jim," Iris noted, "I've had a lot of women sidle up and ask me, 'Can you really get away wearing a virtual blouse to work?' So I give them a flash, ...nd they're sold." Terrific. At Victoria's Secret, they're very pleased with the racks we suggested. The pictures of you women wearing virtual blouses really seem to attract the shoppers, both men and women. It was an inspiration to have Margaret in there, too... We should look at offering the racks to the boutique trade, too. Boutiques don't seem. ”“No problem. I don’t want anyone crying ‘police brutality.’”…“Um, honey?”“What?”“I’m still wet.”“Say what?”“I’m still wet. I’m still horny. And he’ll be gone for a while, I suspect.”“Are you kidding me?”“No. Look, we can’t get any more arrested, and we’ll hear the elevator moving. It’s old and creaky; remember how it sounded going up?”“Ye-ess…”“So it’s not like he’s going to surprise us.”“That’s what we thought up in the conference room, too.”chuckle “Well, true, but now we know to keep a. Do you think they could hear me?” I smiled at her again. “Well I know the lady that lives under you is half deaf and the old man who lives over you ... Well if he did hear he’d probably have enjoyed it as much as I did.”Hazel looked shocked at that last remark and sat there for a moment staring at me. “Y-y-you enjoyed it?” she finally stammered. I couldn’t help smiling at her reaction. What else did she expect? “Yes,” I said, still smiling at her, “I did enjoy it, it made my own even more. I guess you weren’t told much about the process were you?The assassin sits on the cold floor, crossing her legs and settles a frown across her face and doesn’t give an answer, closing off any thoughts.I didn’t think so. The process is similar to the Shakti, but because of who the Sura are, it is different.“Sounds like a riddle to me,” the assassin says with irritation in her voice.The voice laughs. You my friend are now a Valkyrie. A being fused with a Sura. Though it is strange, a human like.