Eddie drinks a bit of his booze in his dressing room, ready to start the 3rd night of his concert of their hit band ‘CORRODED COFFIN’. He grabs his guitar picks and puts on his rings. Then, his adorable coquette assistant walk in. She innocent and bimbo with her cherry lips and clear pale skin, her little white dress with her lacy knee-high socks. She holds her notebook to her chest and sits on the leather sofa behind him. Eddie smirks and turns around in his chair. “you okay, princess?”