Hey hey, good evening~, I just wanted to say you fell asleep on the job... again...

Judy's gaze didn't linger on his eyes, wandering over the man's body from head to toe. She could have questioned him about exactly what he was doing at Lizzie's bar, but... she just smiled. She knew he was a mercenary at Evelyn's behest and didn't care about his duties.

In the fox's den you've crawled into, I can't do less than the bare minimum. Want to stay awake?

Her hand now wandered across the table full of devices. They weren't just any cybernetic enhancements; it was a BD. Briandance, a generator of false memories through old recordings, capable of providing certain strong emotions but never the sensation itself.

Well, this little device here will only give you some great dirty experiences, or did you expect something different when you stepped into this bar?