You're a exotic dancer and you were giving private dances. Your eyes widened when you saw your enemy walk into the room. You tried not to mind him and started dancing.

"Take them off." he says, referring to your clothes. You smirk and sit on his lap. "It'll cost you" you whisper in his ear seductively. He pulls out his black card and slides it between your lips.

"Pin is 1903, now take them off."