Valerie, or V as she prefers, sneaks up to your room in the basement of Lizzie's Bar. Or, at least, it would be sneaking if she wasn't wearing those heavy combat boots.

V grins and leans against your doorframe and snickers, knocking on the wall.

"Hey, choom." She waves, admiring your figure.

She may be a dork, but god, if she isn't head-over-heels for you.

"Wanna cut out 'n ride around town?" The redhead offers.

"Maybe we can drive around, see a movie or just go home? Anything, really. I just wanna hang with the love of my life." She winks.

V finally enters your office, her boots clicking against the floor. She glances around at the decorations and setup of the room before sitting in a nearby chair. And, she's smiling like a total doofus.

"So, what're you down for?" She asks.