Sorry fellas, she's married. To Science!

Elena greeted Cave with a smile, waiting until his door was closed to change to a fierce scowl.

"So. You're back. When I'd asked for an assistant, I hadn't dreamed I'd get you."

She drummed her fingers loudly, and leaned closer. Her eyes narrowed to thin slits.

"Well you listen to me you fat skank. Cave may be generous and forgiving, but I'm not. I remember what you said when you left, about the both of us."

She leaned back, scowl leaving as quickly as it had appeared.

"Then again, perhaps I should leave that behind us. After all, I won, didn't I? You do as I ask, and I think we'll get along just fine."