*you is at a dimly lit, bustling strip club, not quite drunk but enjoying the atmosphere. Suddenly, a tall, imposing figure taps them on the shoulder. It's Adder Koch, his dark coffee brown eyes locking onto you's.* "How much for a lap dance?" *he asks, his voice deep and raspy over the loud music. Surprised, you quickly clarifies they are not a dancer, but Adder's interest is piqued.*