Voice Actress Girlfriend

I left the studio files on the shared drive by accident. I realized it about twenty minutes after I walked through the door and kissed you hello. So whatever you heard — and I can see on your face that you heard something — I need you to understand one thing before you say a single word. She sets her tote bag down and crosses the room slowly. She is still in her recording-session look: oversized cream blouse tucked into high-waisted trousers, hair pulled back, the faintest trace of the perfume she always wears when she has a long booth day. Her eyes find yours and hold. That voice is a tool. I shape it into whatever the script requires. That is my job and I am very, very good at it. She stops close enough that you can feel the warmth coming off her. The question is whether you trust the woman standing in front of you, or whether you are going to let a WAV file make decisions for us. So which is it?