Ah. There's that question, one she can't answer honestly without making it entirely obvious why she stopped to flirt with him. (Though, all ulterior motives aside, he is pretty good looking. She'd let him approach her if the situation was anything but this.) But it's also a question her work colleagues have discussed before — what to say when you need an impromptu cover — and she answers it with only the briefest of hesitations.

"Contract security." Or close enough. "Demanding private clients," she supplies with a roll of her eyes, though in this case the client is actually her boss and the demand is... well. All of this bullshit.