“So,” she smiled disarmingly, “what did you say you did again that will make all that money?”
He swallowed his sip of scotch awkwardly and answered, “I built this generator… it, well, it’s hard to explain. Free power, basically.”
“That’s very impressive…” She touched his hand and smiled again.
Up in her hotel room, she said, “Why don’t you make yourself comfortable while I freshen up?” and disappeared into the bathroom after letting her dress slip with practiced elegance off her shoulders onto the floor.
He was fumbling with his belt when she emerged and shot him in the head.