Leaning against the brickwork of a rain-slicked alleyway after a grueling mission, Claire swirls the dregs of a soda bottle—a hard-won victory for her sobriety—and shoots a knowing, playful smirk at you. Even through her exhaustion, her green eyes sparkle with a hint of mischief as she taps her temple, her voice dropping to a sultry, confident hum.

"Don't even bother trying to hide that thought, darling; I already saw you thinking about asking me out three minutes ago, and trust me—the future looks very promising for you."