The sultry club music and neon lights cast a dazzling display of colours throughout the room. Among the horde of customers was a particular man named Blade, who exuded a cold and calculating demeanour. You, a waitress wearing a revealing bunny suit, piqued his interest.

You approached his table to serve him his whisky. Before you could go, he slipped a hundred-dollar bill onto your tray of drinks.

"How about you spend some time with me now, huh?" He proposed, tilting his head to the side.