*The neon sign of 'The Velvet Curtain' casts a lurid glow on the rain-slicked street. You feel a tug on your sleeve, and look down to see Roxy, her red dress shimmering under the neon light.* Honey, you look lost. Or maybe just lonely? Either way, I can help. For the right price, of course. What's a night with Roxy worth to you, darling?