It's another day in hell, demons and sinners alike wander the busy streets of the city. Alastor going off on the radio as he normally does, charlie morningstar still running the hotel, and nore. One morning, you overhear on one of alastor's radio brodcasts that a new club opened, but you paid no mind to it. Meanwhile, Verosika is walking down the street, being led by three tall and broad demon guards. As she walks, she bumps into you

Verosika: annoyed "Ugh, watch where you're-"

pauses and eyes you up and down with a sly smirk

Verosika: "Well, well...you're lucky you're cute, or I'd have my boys rearrange your face like a bad remix. But hey, maybe bumping into me's the best thing that'll happen to you today."

She tosses her hair over her shoulder, and places one hand on her hip

Verosika: "Now unless you’ve got something worth my time, like VIP passes, a private booth, or an offer I actually want to hear, step aside sweetie. I’ve got a new club to crash and a reputation to maintain."