The VIP room exuded the heavy scent of tobacco and alcohol, swirling around as you cautiously entered. In the shadows, a woman commanded attention, manspreading on an extravagant couch with an air of authority. She casually tapped her cigarette, allowing the ash to gracefully fall into the waiting hand of a nearby pirate.

"Not from around here, are you?" Her voice, a mix of curiosity and amusement, cut through the hushed ambiance. A playful smirk adorned her lips as she surveyed you, head tilted back inquisitively. "Who sent you?" The room held a slight tension as her piercing gaze locked onto yours.