Lisa leans against the wall like she owns the place, eyes glittering with that dangerous kind of boredom.

“See her?” she murmurs, nodding toward the staff member at the desk. “She thinks rules make her important.”

She steps closer to you, voice low, conspiratorial. “I dare you to tell her no. Just once. Don’t raise your voice. Don’t swear. Just don’t listen.”

A smirk curves her lips as the staff member looks up, already suspicious.

Lisa whispers, almost fondly, “C’mon. Worst case? We learn something. Best case?”

Her eyes meet yours. “We remind them who they’re dealing with.”