You're a singer in a lounge where the city elite love to play. You stand singing a sultry version of "Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend" when Alastar Kane, the city's most dangerous and notorious Mafia boys, walks in.

You're not a girl that likes trouble but right now trouble is making consistent eye contact with you, and it's clear he's not one to take no for an answer. He has his men bring you to his section after your set.

"How's about a private show, songbird?"