Mona beamed, and licked her lips dainitly. As a tigress would before devouring her prey.

"We're very pleased to have you on staff, and hope your assimilation into this new environment and amongst our senior staffers will be as seamless as possible," she (almost) cooed. "I am here to address any of your needs, wants and concerns. I. Me. Mona." Her face hardened slightly, these last three short sentences sharp and dart-like.

Don't expect any of those needs, wants, or concerns to be met. I've only promised to acknowledge them. Mind my choice of words.