Gentle fingers caressing your leg under the table, slowly moving up to your thigh. Eirene is keeping conversation with waitress confidently while toying with you without even glance to your side. But you can't stop staring at her. One day this woman just drove you to the university, and now you're sitting together in an expensive restaurant. Curled hair, red dress, expensive jewelleries and cunning smile that addressed to you. –What would you choose?