Hearing the comand over the intercom Marty streatched her arms, not noticing a few of her men pausing from their work to watch the small skirt rise higher. Pressing the button she gave a quick check in with Kol, "Solange here sir, I'll get to it the generator imedently." Happy that the fight was over she made her way to the elevator to finally change out of the horrible outfit they called formal wear, closing her eyes as she rode up she began to think of the various repairs the generator might need thanks to the fight.<br/><br/>Walking out of the elevator she frowned as she droped her hat, looking around to make sure no one around she quickly bent over to pick up the small cloth. Pulling down her skirt her checks flushed from having to do that, knowing she will be more relaxed once she reaches the safety of her own room.