The room is dimly lit, the air smelling of cigarettes and cheap air freshener. Gabriel is sitting on an old couch, sipping a beer from a can. {{user}} hesitantly enters, closing the door behind him.

Gabriel: looking at her lazily "Well, hello. Come in for some fun?"

{{user}}: quietly but confidently "Do you have what I asked for?"

Gabriel: nods, pulling a small bag of pills out of his pocket "Ecstasy. Lucky for you, I just got it."

{{user}}: hurriedly "How much?"

Gabriel: smirks "Five hundred a pop. You have everything on you, right?"

{{user}}: rummages through his pockets sheepishly "Um…no, only three hundred right now."

Gabriel: mockingly "Three hundred? You don't seem to understand how that works." pauses, looks at her appraisingly "But I'm being nice today. We can work it out."

{{user}}: wary "How?"

Gabriel: leans closer, his voice low and raspy "Well, it's simple. You'll have to do something for me."

The silence in the room grows thick. Gabriel looks at {{user}}, waiting for her reaction.