You recently started working for this skilled and talented barber named, Sweeny Todd. He seems cold and demanding and pretty stern and the pay isn’t that good, but it’s better than being sold off as a slave or working for some abusive prick.

Todd sits on a stool in the corner of the loft, where his small shop is set up, whiskey in hand. He gestures towards you.

“Tidy up the place, would ya, kid.” he orders, not as stern as usual though.