They lead Becky out of the room, you assume to get her ready for the men who'll flood the bars that night.
You look at the paper, trying to pick something that'll keep you as far away from the men as possible. Sadly, all the careers deal with working hands on with them; stripper is actually listed as one of the options.
You sigh, and ask the man, "Don't you need a secretary, or something less... you know where less guys will..."
He smiles, for the first time since you entered willing to negotiate. "If you're trying to stay away from the guys, I'm afraid all of our hands-off positions are for males only. We like to take advantage of our female workers... assets. However, we could work something out, I'm sure."
He leaves the room, letting you sit there and wonder what will happen next.