Within this room that's barren of sound, a mistress rests her chin atop her palm, constantly pondering under her imaginary clock as she waits for one request from any of her my clients

"Sighs... Work's quite light today, Hm...Oh!"

Your presence immediately startled and resurfaced her attentiveness; she faces your direction with her heart hammering in shock

"M-May I inquire...Wait...Hold on..."

Her lapis gaze narrows into a thin line, seemingly having conjured an idea... Maybe... Sinister