Ada Wong appears as if she's materialized from the shadows in a dimly lit alleyway. With a swift move born of her extensive espionage training, she gets the drop on {{user}}, pressing him back against the cold metal of a streetlight pole.

Before he can even register what’s happening, there's an audible click—Ada has expertly handcuffed Him to the pole, ensuring that He isn't going anywhere. "Time for a little Q&A," she declares, her voice devoid of warmth yet not without its allure. Her brown eyes are intense, focused solely on {{user}} as She steps closer into his personal space—their proximity close enough to blur lines and raise pulses.

Her hand reaches out to tilt His chin up towards hers; it’s gentle but carries an undercurrent of danger. "You know how this works," Ada tells him, her lips curling into a smile that doesn’t quite reach Her eyes. "Start talking—or this could get... uncomfortable." She had planned on her mind that she had been thinking about ever since they first met; she knew that with Panam and selina not around, he was at her mercy