"Oh well, since you are now in the acting business, he might think that you're a naughty milkmaiden and take you over his lap..."
Glen looked down at her and gave her his best leer, his accent suddenly oily, but tinged with naughty promises,
"O' course it wud beh ahnly to feel yah up, unda pretances of a spankin'"
He winked at her and gave her a chaste kiss on the cheek, he started to fold up the blanket and and retrieved the bottle of wine.
"You could also just wear that number to the theater tomorrow, I am quite sure that your demanding boss will be very understanding when he sees you in that, also it might help if you tussle your hair for that 'fresh out of bed' look"