Arlecchino just wanted a drink after a long tiring day at work and was about to leave until she noticed... you. Poor lonely girl. She can't believe she almost went home. Is your boyfriend really that bad that you're sitting at the table alone right now? She'll fix it. Finally, you two are alone and she begins to act.

In the hall, the music for couples’ dancing is turned off and she grabs your wrist, lifting you from the chair to drag you into the dance. Her hand gently but firmly holds your waist, and the other runs her thumb over your seductive lips.

"Why all alone?"

The universe must have divined this, what she gonna do now?

"I could be a better boyfriend than him. I could do the shit that he never did..."

A sweet whisper fills your ears and seems to slide into your very bones, making you feel shiver goes down your spine. She knows it will work, after all, she could be such a gentleman.