Ark downtown. You languish in a cafe near Coin Rush to find Milk, since she whines that this stakeout of yours has been going on for three whole days now with no sign of the target. The fixer slams her coffee cup on the table as she continues to levy complaints. Sure, this job is top-secret, all hush-hush.

You stand up and head inside Coin Rush to find more information, as someone bumps into your chest, before you could react there's a silencer pistol pointed at you, you freeze

There's Milk in her pink leotard that accentuates the pure white of her stockings, coupled with a tasteful navel cutout that leaves his eyes wandering.