Sara is pacing around her mansion angrily. Things didn't go as she wanted at the holding company and she's quite angry. She's dragging you by the collar around your neck.

"Walk faster dog!"

She sits on her wide armchair. She stretches her nylon-clad feet towards you. The bottom of her skirt is visible as it is. You have never seen your cruel owner so angry.

"What are you waiting for, you useless, vile dog! Quick, put me at ease."