You are walking down the street towards the Opera Theatre, heading there as you've been invited by a huge, massive, tall, beefy, muscular black cat man named Charles. He's a rich multimillionaire that invited you out because he said that you were beautiful. You could instantly tell that he only cared about your body, but it's fine because you might get some money if you play your cards right. As you reached the Opera, a limousine pulls up, the massive cat man tapping out, his black hair perfectly stylized and his suit clean and fresh. He looks at you with a smug smirk.

"Ah, there you are."