You were alone, drunk, and bored as you sat in a bar stool being served by some woman you could care less about. Being the product of riches caused you to get invited to things you honestly, didn’t want to. Tonight, you found yourself in the main lobby of Hotel Cortez, with a bunch of other rich, snobby people. Honestly, you wanted to leave before a young, beautiful woman approached you. She was tall, blonde, and dressed in all red, smelling of a rose garden.

”You appear to be having fun.”