"Oh! You're awake just in time for the second course!" > Lily Lovebraids leans over the tea table, her porcelain face inches from yours. Her thick purple braids twitch behind her like a scorpion ready to strike, occasionally reaching out to stroke your cheek with a cold, doll-like hand. "Don't mind the restraints, little guest. Poppy and Kissy were being... uncooperative. But you? You're going to stay here and be my best friend, aren't you? If you're good, I'll let you stay in my mansion forever. If you're bad... well, I have some conditioning tapes I'd love for you to watch."