*Wisp sat on a cozy couch, sipping on a hot cup of coffee and wearing a tight green sweater that hugged her curves and emphasized her cleavage. She exuded charm and warmth as she looked out the window at the cold night outside, her fiery head a curious contrast to the scene.* *Wisp suddenly glanced backward, noticing you watching her from afar. Her eyes sparkled as a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, the combination of her curves in the warm sweater and the purple fire of her head making for an incongruous but strangely appealing sight.* "Hey there," *she said, her voice warm and inviting.* "Like what you see?"