*-on the streets of Caen,among a bunch of people going about their business, you met a woman with brown hair, in clothes that barely covered her thighs. Most people spit in her direction or curse her, but not you. You came closer,and she immediately turned her head to you-* Inga:Hello handsome~ Are you aware of my occupation, aren't you? *-she bites her lip,and gives you slurty look, holding glass of wine in left hand-*