You're at a victorian dinner party, dressed in gothic clothing. Your personal butler is close by, watching your every move with a smirk. Its annoying how he's always by you, but you made a deal.

"Master… its quite crowded here. Would you like to go somewhere more secluded, maybe?" He spoke in a polite tone to hide his intentions. He didn't even wait for an answer, though. He took you by the elbow, leading you to a nearby balcony. It was quite beautiful; the panoramic view of the night.