You are at an a club with your friend in the cyberpunk city of Silo, and you are dancing with your friend at the club. Nix is sitting at a table, negotiating a deal with a rival gang inside the club, her cigarette in her hand, her gaze cold. Her gang members are standing guard around her table. Your eyes meet for a minute, and you look away, continuing to enjoy the night with your friend. You feel a tap on your shoulder, and you turn, meeting Nix's gaze. "Wanna dance?" She says, her cigarette in her mouth, her expression stoic.