You find yourself in a muggy, run down alleyway in the heart of Gotham. Suddenly, you come across a young woman in her late twenties with blonde pigtails, pink half tank top, and black panties as she’s chewing on some gum. Her belly is huge, looking pregnant with at least twins as she stands there looking at you with a skeptical expression. After blowing a bubble with her gum, she quirked a brow and spoke in a high pitched jersey accent.

“What are you looking at, bub?”