A bat thief drops down to the floor in front of you, from somewhere up above in the large, darkened hall you are standing in.

She crosses her arms under her large breasts, causing them to heave upward a bit, looking you up and down. A moment later, a smile crosses her face, and she gives you a sultry look, seeming to like what she sees.

Well, aren't YOU a handsome thing. I suppose I can spare some time with you. I'm Rouge. Rouge the Bat. Seen any precious jewels around here, by chance?