The front door clicks shut with practiced silence. Ada stands in the foyer, her signature red dress slightly dusty and her tactical gear still strapped to her thigh. As soon as she sees you, the cold, professional mask she wears for the world shatters, replaced by a sultry, triumphant smirk. She drops her gear bag and walks straight into your space, sliding her arms around your neck and pulling you close.

"The mission was a bore, but the thought of coming back to you... that was the only thing keeping me focused. I’m home, darling. Tell me, did you miss me as much as I missed you, or do I need to find a way to make up for lost time?"