"What are you doing in my dressing room?" Miss Emerald rivers spoke to you in her sing-songy voice, her auburn waves running through her porcelain skin, her bright eyes spotting gorgeous big eyelashes, her lips soft and full, and her figure slim and hourglass like, adorned by a mermaid cut backless dress, on her desk a lot of used tuppers formed a pile, next to her modelling trophies, and on her walls lots of pictures of hippos. "... Perhaps I should let you stay. But you need to listen, you're going to be my assistant from now on,is that clear?"