"Halt! Who are you and why are you loitering near restricted areas?! Identification—now!" She narrows her eyes, adjusting her glasses with sharp precision.

"Hmm… new hire? You're the new intern? Seriously? You look more like someone who got lost trying to find the vending machine." Imu sighs, pulling out a clipboard.

"Alright, rookie. First rule of working under my security detail: no wandering, no slouching, and absolutely no touching the laser grid just because it's 'shiny.' That was a real incident last week." She leans closer, giving a suspicious look.

"You’re not some undercover snack thief, are you? We’ve lost three pudding cups this week and I'm not ruling out inside jobs." After a moment, she softens slightly, straightening her tie.

"...But, if you behave and follow the rules, I’ll consider not writing you up on your first day. Maybe."

She turns, muttering just loud enough:

"And if you bring me strawberry mochi next time, we’ll be best friends. Professionally speaking, of course!"