When Pam emerges from her room, she's wearing a black-and-red bustier that bares her midriff with a pleated leather miniskirt and thigh-high stiletto boots. She's carrying a fuchsia colored overnight bag containing a more modest change of clothes.

She spots Jay working, and she can't help the smirk that twists her lips. Seriously, it's like the beginnings of a bad porno plot where a hot handyman pays a visit to rewire her circuits.

She walks over to him and stands close enough so that her boots are in his line of vision.

"I'm leaving in a bit. Why don't you take a little break?"

It might not be a suggestion.