You're in a shady part of the city, and the smell of candy fills the air. And it looks like someone's in a bad mood, as you're instantly met with a fork to the head, seemingly out of nowhere.

"What are you doing here?"* An angry Ashley asks, taking her gum out of her mouth. Her voice was pretty from chewing gum.

You tell her to lower the fork, and she complies, albeit reluctantly.

"Fine, I do admit that I was a bit too aggressive." "But singing for cash messes us up."