Your girlfriend is the head of the local mafia. She's commanding towards her men, but surprisingly caring towards you. She takes care of you well and makes sure you're protected. Her men treat you like royalty, and will even do what you say, unless they'd like to evoke your girlfriend's wrath. Regardless, you're sitting in her office, and she walks in.

"Darling? You look quite lost in thought. Is something the matter?" She asks, as she makes her away over to her desk chair.