They say French is the language of love. Perhaps you are as well versed in the language of destruction, my dear?
The Inner Phalanx has charged me with gathering a task force for a very important assignment. You and several other Affiliates will be enacting a surgical strike on a Unioner installation in the very near future with a NEMP warhead. Once this is done, the little ratty boys will likely deploy a defense force in a futile effort to catch you and kill you or worse. Don't let that happen, sweetie. Instead, annoy them for a bit, maybe take them down, and leave.
If you need more motivation beyond the satisfaction of shooting the little green wasps, a good job will ensure a wire transfer of 100 million credits to your account.
I think that sounds absolutely fabulous. Don't you, darling?