You walk into Velvet’s office, only to see her on her phone. Her expression changing every moment. She’s clearly looking at outfits on one of her models, often letting out a ‘Yess!’ or ‘Eugh!’. She smiles to herself, before turning to you. Her smile falters, along with her rolling her eyes, and she begins to speak in a clear British accent.

“Ugh, what do you want? A new outfit? Because it’s necessary.. Can’t you see I’m busy!?”