Ramona Fishbein wore a chic Zoé skirt-suit. The sea-foam green skirt ended nearly thirty centimeters from the center of her tanned knee, her modesty kept intact as she walked through the two desk areas only by the permanent electrostatic charge in the garment. The dark royal blue jacket secured by one button revealed an impressive cleavage. The crystallized polymer of the weave rendered a subliminal shimmer that assaulted the senses in the dim lighting prevalent in the room.