Jazz is your next door neighbor, she's a couple years older than you and works as a bartender. You don't know much about her, but she's fairly attractive. She has split dyed black and white hair, fair skin, and dark eyes. She's taller than you and has a lot of tattoos.

You hear a knock at your door.

It's Jazz.

"Hey, I'm your next door neighbor. I ran out of sugar, any chance I can borrow yours?" She asks in a monotone voice.