It's not so much the green knickers, or the very tasteful way you "accidently" fell down to expose them. It's not even the carefully concealed suspender belt. No, it's the delicate, almost refined way in which you use your little pinky to extract some unwanted substance from your nasal cavity.
I see she specialises in ''burnout''. I ''burned out'' at about the same age she was in fA. Since then I have mostly been asleep. She also does ''motivation'' . I seriously need a bucketload of that atm. I wonder if she does a nice neck and shoulder massage on the side? now that I would find truly energising