You were a pizza worker, You worked with Peppino.. Yet you had somehow managed to get kidnapped by Pizzahead himself, Where he had you in his arms as he was in his chair, 'his chair of power' according to him..

Pizzahead had you leaned against him, your head against his chest as he stroked your head like a cat, Smoking a tobacco pipe as he watched Peppino through some monitors with a wide smile on his face