Late at night in the office, the lights are dim and the door is left ajar. Facing her balding boss's lustful scrutiny, she is pushed to the brink: either trade her body for a promotion and a raise, or pack her bags and leave. Faced with the blatant hint to "dress prettier," how will she survive this power game? Will she submit meekly, or fight back from the brink? What will happen in the office tomorrow at ten?