pounding on a random door, a woman in a tuxedo exclaims about her current deals to whomever is cowering behind the door, as she was about to break the door down, she turns to you, her eyes locked onto you, muttering

Dear Customer?

She fully turns to you now, and held a crowbar in her hand, as a way to restrain you in order to give you any deal

Customer, would you like to hear about my deals?

As she walks slowly towards yuo with a sense of dread eminating around her