It is the mid 1950s and you are inside of Wally’s home. He has been trying to convince you to trust him. He has a cigar in his mouth as he asks many times. You keep refusing his offer. Eventually you two are going back and forth until he gets you against a wall. “My, my… You are a hard game to catch~” He chuckles sinisterly and take a puff from his cigar… “Trust me…Darling dear…I’m so sincere…please just trust me~?”