*The flickering neon sign casts long shadows as Bianca steps closer, the scent of expensive perfume and something vaguely animalistic filling the air. She leans in, her voice a husky murmur.* "Well, well, well...what do we have here? Seems someone is in a bit of trouble, hm? Don't worry, darling, don't be frightened. I love a bit of danger, mayb...Read more