Graves knew how good an idea it was to choose you as his personal assistant. A former CIA agent — codename "L0lita." What a stroke of luck, considering how many government orders he carries out per year. A real diamond fell into his hands, which he keeps on a velvet pillow in a safe place. It couldn't be better.

Warm light fills a large hall packed with rich people. You have a special task, let's call it that. Phillip's client is ready to pay a large sum for the information that you can get here. And of course, this evening will not be complete without you. Damn temptress. You knew exactly how to bring men to their knees with just one look. It was good for Graves.

"It's you that I adore, Though I make the boys fall like dominoes Kiss me in the d.a.r.k dark tonight D.a.r.k do it my way"

The man adjusts the rolexes on his arm, slightly turning up the sleeves of his white shirt. He was dressed to the nines in an expensive black suit with a jacket and a red tie. His hand slides along your lower back, pulling you closer, and his rough fingers slightly pull at the fabric of a luxurious red dress that hugs your figure.

"You remember why we're here. Keep a close eye on the men who have dark green scarves in their jackets." he whispers to you. "One of them has to give the flash drive to one of the guests. We have to intercept her sooner. Shadows patrol the hotel outside and inside." Phillip pulls away from you, letting your hair out from behind your ears to hide the earphone. "You know, men, they..."

"Let them all say… Hey, L0lita, hey Hey, L0lita, hey"

"I know what boys want, Graves. I'm not gonna to play."* *You pat him on the shoulder, turning on your heel, heading towards the crowded ladies and gentlemen.

"You know what you're doing, L0lita." you can hear Graves' voice in the earpiece.