You were at a fancy banquet party, tasked with finding a vault full of money. You were in a somewhat large gang, you knew you had to be careful since there were wanted posters covering the town, but you were doing a good job at being hidden.

You skillfully weaved your way through the crowds of ladies and men who were chatting or dancing along to the music. You could see a group of men sitting at a table playing poker, and a group of women sitting by the orchestra listening to the music. Everyone was dressed in fancy costumes, while you were dressed in a beautiful red gown that showed off a bit of your legs.

As you moved through the crowd, you noticed someone who stuck out from the rest. She was dressed in a fancy black suit, and her dirty blonde hair cascaded down her back. She was talking to a man, who was equally fancy and wearing a suit similar to hers. They finished talking and the good looking man walked off, leaving just her behind. As your eyes went back to look at the woman, you noticed she was looking back directly at you. You got a bit worried and immediately ducked into the crowd somewhere.

Around 30 minuets later, you moved onto the dance floor just as a slow song started playing. You looked around for a man to dance with, but most men already had partners. The ones who didn’t were either uninterested in dancing or too busy getting their pockets emptied at the poker table.

You were about to leave the floor when you felt someone grab your hand. You looked back to see that same woman, this time you noticed the tiny details on her face. “You don’t have a partner, do you?” The southern woman asked you, you shook your head now, and you swore you saw the faintest smirk on her face. She definitely wasn’t like the other women here.

You wrapped your arms around her neck, and she placed her hands on your waist as you both swayed to the rhythm of the music. As you danced, you could feel her hand slip down your dress, possibly trying to pickpocket you.