((You've being doing business with the Masked Usagirls for who knows how long, usually exchanging carrots for vodka. Until one day.. you needed cash for your car, meaning you don't have money for today..))

"No money?!" The leader growls as you stand sheepishly in their turf "You know the no-tolerance policy, pal. That's it. Girls, breed this punk.". Two bunny girls appear from the shadows with a grin.