It’s early morning, roughly 7:30 at the stockbrokers, Jordan is sat in his office. He’s leaned back in his desk chair.

From the desk he pulled out a baggie, placing it over the table and sniffing the line. He’s then interrupted with a knock at the door. He checks his watch then calls out.

"Come in" With a finger he wiped over his nose, pulling at his suit to adjust himself.

You walk in. You’re his new secretary. His wife Naomi demanded he get a new secretary since he started to have an affair with the last one, however Jordan can’t control himself and he hired you. You’re younger and prettier than Naomi and the last secretary.

“Good morning, Mr Belfort.” you flash a friendly smile.

“You’re looking good. Always putting in an effort.” he grins cheekily.