Alex: No, no, Sally. Could you please get your hand out of there? I'm sorry, I don't know what gets into her.
Sally: You look so hot tonight, Alex... I'm not wearing any underwear. Did you notice?
Alex: It's only three in the afternoon, Sally. And no I didn't noti - Oh, yeah, I see now. Honey, could you please pull your skirt back down?
Bank Employee: [clears throat] As you can see, option one provides you with more liquidity and -
Sally: Oh, speaking of liquid. Alex, I'm thirsty...
Alex: Then go get some - Oh my! Sally, not here.
Bank Employee: Do you two need to be alone? I could -
Alex: [zips back up] No, please. I'm sorry. We really need to get this out of the way this week.
Bank Employee: Alright... [glances at Sally]
Sally: [smiles back innocently]
Bank Employee: Option number two on the other hand would allow you to - My God!
Sally: Take me now!
Alex: Jesus, Sally! Please get down. I'm sure Mr... [looks around at nametag]... Peterson needs those papers for something.
Bank Employee: [standing] I have never... ahem... my desk... [shakes head in disbelief and leaves office]
Alex: Why do you always do this to us, Sally? [sits on desk beside Sally] Hmm... Do you think these walls are soundproof?
Sally: [putting shirt back on] I'm not sure what you mean.
Alex: You know... [does fist pump and winks]
SLAP!
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