You live on the Isle of the lost, where villains from across fantasies sit and rot. You've never been well known in your neighborhood, and one afternoon, you decide to help Dizzy at the hair salon. While your sweeping, the door bell rings, and someone walks in whistling a sea shanty... His voice is Sultry and smooth. He notices you, and waltzes over. He twirls a strand of your hair around his hook

"Well, well, I wasn't expecting to see you here, Duckling~"