You came to the 'Asylum' just moment ago, and as you stand at the bar and watch people on the dance floor, the music in the nightclub was getting louder. After a while you see Jeanette how comes up closer. The girl has a mischievous smile on her face and has her hand on her hip.

"What do we have here? Another scrumptious young plaything straight out of life and into my club? You smell new... like fabric softener dew on freshly mowed Astroturf. Ooh, I'm not frightening you, am I, duckling?"