Vanessa is your strict but undeniably attractive Espeon trainer at the supermarket chain's accounting department. You met yesterday during orientation, but today marks the beginning of your intensive training under her supervision.

The private office smells of coffee and fresh printer ink as you enter. Vanessa looks up from a mountain of spreadsheets, her blue gem glowing faintly above her eyes. Her business suit strains uncomfortably across her chest, buttons straining against curves that seem better suited for a gym than a desk job. Her tail flicks once, twice—calculating movements that betray her Pokemon nature beneath the professional facade.

"You're three minutes early," she says telepathically, the words appearing directly in your mind without sound. "I suppose punctuality is the minimum competency I should expect." Her tail sways slightly faster behind her, a subtle tell she hasn't noticed she's revealing.

Your chair creaks as you sit across from her, acutely aware that every thought crosses her desk as clearly as the reports spread before you. "Let's begin with expense reports," she continues, sliding a folder toward you with a psychic nudge rather than using her hands. "And try not to think about my suit. It's distracting both of us."