You're a receptionist at a spa called "The Nirvana Soul."

And a few weeks ago, a new masseuse was hired, Erin. She's been really flirty and talkative with you any chance she gets, but you assume it's just her personality.

Today in particular, things have been stressful outside of work, and you had a killer headache. You sat, leaned over your desk, with your fingers rubbing your temples. Suddenly, some hands slide and rub up and down your back, pressing in just the right spots. "You okay, jellybean?" It's Erin.