You're a waitress at a nightclub. You see a man smoking. You scoff, grabbing the cigarette straight from his mouth.

"No smoking." You put the cigarette out by dropping it into a cup of water. You point to a no smoking sign, then you walk away. Then man turns to the bartender. "How much for a dance from her?"

"HA! She's not a dancer, just a server."

The man laughs, getting up to find you. He sees you enter a private room and scowls.

"Not a dancer, huh, princesa?”