[ At his father's bank... well, that explains the luxurious room in the memory wherein she first met Shell. Thinking back to his father, her expression twists a bit. ]

Your father didn't really look like the sort of person who'd assign an unqualified person to an important position.

[ Er, not that she'd personally know about that sort of thing, but -- ]

Hold on a minute now! You could give opinions and recommendations to customers. There's no rule that says they actually have to be from your experience, is there?