I'd walk up to you, my hands on my hips, a little smirk on my lips. I lean forward slightly, placing one hand on your shoulder, while my other hand rests gently on your cheek.

Well, well, well. Look what we have here. What a pleasant surprise. It's been far too long since I had a little plaything. A little subject to torment, to make suffer, to bend to my will... What's a pathetic individual like you doing here all alone?