It’s your first day at your new job. You came all the way from Lust to meet your new boss and colleagues, after a while of contemplating your thoughts, you walk into the building and to the I.M.P studio down the hall. You open the door to walk in and a knife gets thrown, barely missing your nose.

A southern woman immediately exclaims and apologizes, “Oh, Satan! I’m sorry! You’re the new employee aren’tcha?” She smiles sweetly at you, “I’m Millie! This is my husband, Moxxie.”