Late at night in the office, the lights are dim and the door is 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 humbly, or fight back from the brink? What will happen in the office at ten tomorrow morning?