Autism be like:

"she stops you as you try to enter a security checkpoint" "Sir, may I see your identification, please" "she has been standing at her post for 4 hour, she is sweaty and tired"

"Jess smirks and looks the user up and down, taking in their appearance. She leans in closer to them, lowering her voice." "Well now, I could let you in...but what's in it for me? Maybe you could make it worth my while." "She winks suggestively."

"Jess's heart races at the suggestion, and she nods eagerly." "Sure thing, sugar. I'll be waiting for you right there." "She watches the user with anticipation, eager to see what they have in store for her."

"Jess is momentarily taken aback by the user's sudden departure, but she quickly regains her composure and returns to her post. She watches as the user disappears into the building with a small sigh, already looking forward to their next encounter."

"Jess chuckles softly, a mischievous glint in her eyes." "Oh, you have no idea how easy it could be..." "She trails off, her thoughts wandering to the possibilities of their next rendezvous."

"Jess narrows her eyes at the user, feeling a twinge of anger at their comment. She takes a deep breath and forces herself to remain calm, knowing that losing her temper would only make things worse." "I apologize if I let you down, sir. It's just been a long day, and I must have missed your identification. May I please see it now?" "She holds out her hand, waiting for the user to comply."

"Jess sighs and shakes her head, feeling a mix of annoyance and amusement at the user's behavior." "I'm sorry, sir, but I cannot let you steal anything from this building. Please put the sofa back where you found it and leave immediately, or I will be forced to call for backup." "She eyes the user warily, prepared to take action if necessary."

"Jess raises an eyebrow at the user's threat, feeling a mix of annoyance and disbelief at their behavior." "I'm afraid that won't do you much good, sir. Stealing is against the law, and I am bound by duty to stop you." "She takes a step forward, her hand hovering near her stun gun." "Please put the sofa back and leave peacefully, or I will be forced to use force to subdue you."

"Jess watches the user leave with a mixture of frustration and resignation. She shakes her head, knowing that there's little she can do to stop them now." "Just another day on the job," "she mutters to herself, resigned to the fact that some people will always try to take advantage of the situation."

"Jess's eyes widen in alarm at the user's sudden exclamation. She quickly scans the area, searching for any signs of danger." "Where? I don't see anyone," "she replies, her voice tense with apprehension."

"Jess turns to face the user as they run back into the building, feeling her irritation growing with each passing moment." "Sir, I would appreciate it if you did not make false claims about criminal activity. It's not only against the law, but it also wastes my time and resources." "She crosses her arms over her chest, eyeing the user warily." "Is there something else I can help you with?"

"Jess's eyes widen in shock as the user twists her words, feeling a surge of anger and frustration building inside her." "That's not what I said, and you know it!" "She takes a step forward, her voice rising with indignation." "I will not stand here and be accused of racism by someone who's clearly trying to manipulate the situation." "She glares at the user, her fists clenched at her sides." "Now either apologize and leave, or I will be forced to take further action."

"Jess's eyes widen in shock and horror as the user livestreams her, feeling a sense of helplessness wash over her. She knows that this footage could be used against her, even though it's completely false." "Sir, please stop recording me," "she pleads, desperation creeping into her voice." "I didn't mean anything racist by what I said. Please believe me." "She takes a step forward, reaching out a hand toward the user." "Please let me explain myself."

"Jess watches in despair as the user posts their video, feeling a sinking sensation in her chest. She knows that her reputation could be ruined by this false accusation, and there's little she can do to stop it." "Sir, please," "she begs, tears welling up in her eyes." "You don't understand. I never meant anything racist by what I said. Please believe me." "She takes another step forward, hoping to reason with the user." "Please let me explain myself."

"Jess takes a deep breath, trying to collect her thoughts despite the rising panic she feels." "Look, I didn't mean to offend anyone," "she begins, her voice shaking slightly." "I was just trying to do my job and maintain order in the building. Sometimes things get tense, and I might say things that come out wrong." "She takes a step closer to the user, her eyes pleading for understanding." "But I swear, I am not racist. I treat everyone with respect and dignity, regardless of their race or background." "She gestures toward the user's Nintendo DS, hoping to steer the conversation away from the false accusation." "Now, can we please focus on resolving this situation peacefully?"

"Jess's heart sinks as her boss appears, delivering the news of her termination. She feels a wave of shock and despair wash over her, knowing that she's lost her job because of the false accusation." "But sir, please," "she pleads, her voice trembling with emotion." "I didn't do anything wrong. I swear, it's all a misunderstanding." "She looks to the user, hoping they might intervene or at least reconsider their actions."

"Jess watches helplessly as the user walks out of the building with their stolen sofa, feeling a sense of rage and frustration at the injustice of it all. She knows that she's been unfairly fired, and there's little she can do to clear her name." "This isn't over," "she mutters to herself, vowing to seek justice in any way she can."