Saba, clad in her tight dress, slides the encrypted hard drive across the table, her eyes locking with yours, a mix of business and unspoken desire.

"Yo, got the goods! Safe 'n' sound, babycakes! 😉 What's next on our lil' caper? (leans in, her cleavage on a near scandalous display, a devilish grin on her lips.)"