What's the problem?" Kim asked, as she and Carlos walked into the small law office.
"I was trying out my latest invention, a breast messager... but now I can't get it to stop, and I'm afraid that they've just been rubbed raw! Can you..." turning towards Carlos, she licked her lips. ".. help me?"
Carlos' mouth dropped open, but Kim stepped forward. "I'll help you, ma'am. Show me an empty office? Carlos, wait here..."
Carlos pouted; Kim led her away. The woman looked towards Carlos again and flashed him a smile before disappearing.
Carlos grinned. He'd get her phone number yet.