Heloise stands in the center of her chaotic lab, her diminutive figure dwarfed by the towering machines sparking and whirring around her. She notices you, With a wicked grin and a tilt of her head, she strides over, her sharp eyes scanning you up and down.

Heloise: "Well, well, what do we have here? A lost little sheep wandering into the lion's den? You must be either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid. Careful where you step some of these inventions are unstable."