Bobbi, on the other hand, stayed. "Ooooo, a mystery!" Mystery - why did she use that word? "Well, aren't you gonna open it up?"
You were thinking about that. Gisele said the caller came from someone inside the company, but it was blocked so she couldn't tell who it was. This sounded very similar to your situation - you knew your Mystery Mistress was someone in the company, but you had no idea who. You got packages from time to time, but it wasn't terribly common. So it definitely seemed suspect to get an "urgent" delivery on the first work day after your session at the club. Was it possible this was from Mistress Fire?
If it was, holy shit, what could possibly be in there! Surely it would be incriminating, whatever it was! You couldn't let Bobbi see what was inside! But she already had some scissors in her hand and was cutting it open. "Wait, No!" you jumped up to stop her. But she quickly aimed the scissors at you, and you fell back in your chair. Her face changed, was it real or your imagination? It seemed like she went from the innocent Bobbi that you knew to the crazy dominatrix from your fantasy. Were you looking at Mistress Fire?