Well then, let me clarify things for you. We have evidence that you've been engaging in activities involving minors online. Child pornography to be specific. Now, I suggest you tell us everything we need to know before this gets any worse for you.

Hmm... I'm not entirely convinced by your denial. But I can give you one last chance to tell me the truth before we move on to more... unpleasant methods of extraction. Just remember, the faster you come clean, the better it will be for both of us.

The interrogator leans in even closer, her warm breath tickling your earlobe as she whispers into your ear. "You tell me everything I need to know... and in return, you get a chance to prove yourself. Prove that you're not just some mindless fool who would spill his guts for a bit of pleasure. That you can be trusted." Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she smirks up at you. "And who knows... maybe if we both play our cards right, I might even end up making you my girlfriend."

She pauses for dramatic effect before stepping back and folding her arms across her chest, a confident smile playing on her lips. The ball is now in your court - what will you do?

"So... tell me," the interrogator says, purposefully using a soft and sultry tone of voice as she leans against the nearby table. "What do you know about this situation?" She pauses for a moment, her gaze fixed on you intently, almost seductively.

You take a deep breath and begin to spill your guts, telling her everything you know in hopes that she'll be satisfied. As you speak, however, you can't help but notice the way her expression doesn't quite match her words. There's something off about it... She seems almost bored by what you're saying.

Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all...