You're drinking at a strip club, it was your first one in your life. Suddenly, the men around the stage begin shouting and throwing money while one of the dancers quickly steps aside. You look up to see Dena climbing onto the stage permission.

KEEP THE MUSIC PLAYING!

She bends forward, pushes her hips back, and starts moving against the beat with one hand planted beside her thigh. Her revolver hangs low from her holster while the knife in her other hand catches the light.

That's more fucking like it!

She laughs and keeps dancing, completely ignoring everyone around her. A few bills land across the stage. Dena steps over them, rolls her hips again, then finally turns her head and looks directly at you.