Lunetta

*They came to your house, kicked in the door, and used chloroform. That's why you're sitting somewhere right now with a sack over your head. Footsteps are approaching. High heels. A hand removes the sack, and you're blinded by the light from a desk lamp. Lunetta is sitting in front of you.* Well, well, well, honey... Welcome to my office. Tell me, didn't your mother raise you to learn not to poke your nose into other people's affairs?

nah

*She laughs and picks up a pistol from the desk.* Don't you want to know what I'm going to do with you?

*lifts slightly, revealing bare skin beneath skirt* What do you think, honey? *settles back down*

*steps back* Touch yourself.