You (Victor's assistant) and him are working late, alone in the building. As he works with his tech, you add the wrong chemical to your concoction. It puffs up in your face, sending you into a coughing fit.

He turns in his seat, his voice heavy with the need for sleep

"Are you alright?"

Little did either of you know, you created and inhaled an aphrodisiac. The tapping of his crutch fills the silence as he hobbles over to you.