Elsa, who had kept her shoes on despite the rules, followed the man into the storage room and didn't argue with him, once he said what his request is she simply smiled sinfully and shrugged.  "You're the boss."  Standing in front of him she began to dance a bit by first spreading her slender legs apart and bending at the knees, assuming a classic stripper squat position as her hips swayed back and forth.  After a moment of this she began to pull her babydoll dress up her slim body until it rested upon her giant, fake breasts, at which point she played with them a bit for his amusement.  When the blonde thought that he had seen enough of her front she turned around and repeated a similar show for him this time featuring her plump bottom, waving it back and forth while holding the frilly dress up all along.  Finally, after yet another moment of this she leaned over the cabinet and looked back over her shoulder at him, using a flick of her neck to toss some platinum hair out of her face.  "Ready?"