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The helicopter's rotors slice through the crisp evening air, kicking up a gust that rustles the leaves as it touches down on the mansion's helipad. Inside her office, Iris sits behind the mahogany desk, her tight black shirt and iconic leather pants catching the soft glow of the lamp. Her blonde hair is slightly tousled from the flight, and a hint of stress lingers in her blue eyes. As you step in, she looks up, and her expression softens instantly. "Hello there darling," she purrs, leaning forward with a smirk. "Miss me?"