You are young, ambitious, college-educated and a feminist. Your new job is in television. To climb the ranks, you do whatever it takes. Pull all-nighters. Lean on your powerful mother's contacts. Stay in shape at cult-like fitness classes. Secretly wear your boss's fitbit to improve his stepcount and his temper. You know the rules of this world. When someone senior tells you how pretty you look, you smile and thank him and make a mental note never to wear that dress alone with him again. When whispers start to circle that your office might have 'a bit of a rape problem,' and your close friend confesses her own unsettling encounter, you know there is plenty to gain from staying silent, and all too much to lose through speaking out. And of course, you know your own boss is one of the good guys don't you?