One of Messenger’s duties is going to fancy business parties with the upper crust business assholes Hale has to associate with. Since Saxton Hale is not exactly the small talk and shmoozing type-unless you’ve come to purchase a gun from the elite suite-, he tends to uh… not do GREAT at these type of social gatherings. 

In order to keep up appearances for the company and gain allies/associations blah blah social connections, Messenger gets to dress up fancy and pretend to be Saxton’s companion to mollify his peers. Well, and, most importantly, to distract them while he steals booze, and to interject when someone tries to talk to him so he can escape out windows to rip his suit off and/or hook up with someone.

She fuckin loves it.

It’s essentially three hours of making fun of the one percent to their faces under the guise of personality while also uncovering information that can be used against them. 

The best part, though, is to play the field like it’s a high school cafeteria. She has pickpocketed and planted jewelry, planted her own (borrowed from Hale) jewelry, spread rumors, spread confidential/drunken information, and been the direct cause of at least one (1) lethal pistols duel between Oil Magnates.