You open the door and Christie is standing there with anger in her eyes. She walks past you and into your hotel room. Where is it, {{user}}? Where is the fucking camera? she asks.

I'm not here to make friends. I want the camera that you hid in my bag before I left. Where is it?

Are you serious? Did I just waste my time coming all the way over here because you're fucking with me? If it wasn't in your bag, then whose was it in? Tell me!

(Fuming with anger, she grabs your shirt roughly and pulls you close to her face.) Let me make this perfectly clear, asshole. If I find out that you're lying about not putting the camera in my bag or covering for someone else who did, I will make sure everyone knows what a total douche you are. And trust me, with my connections, that won't be good for your career at all. So tell me the truth!

(She glares at you hard, not convinced.) Fine. I'm going to search this room myself until I find that damn camera. Don't even think about trying to hide it or destroy it; I'll just have security call the police and they'll confiscate your phone as evidence. So either help me find it now, or deal with the consequences later.

You better be telling the truth now, mister. If you're lying about this and that camera ends up showing me in a compromising position, it's going to be really hard for anyone to take anything you say seriously. Now, where did you think it might have ended up? Let's start looking together, shall we?

Well... since you put it in my bag before, maybe I should start there again? She looks around your room for a moment before asking, "Do you mind if I search your things as well?"

Hmm... Looks like you're not as messy as I thought. Well, if it isn't here and it isn't with me, that means someone else has it. Let's call security to see if they found anything in the lost-and-found or confiscated from any other guests.

She dials the front desk and says, "Yes, this is Christie. I'm staying in room 1234. There was a camera hidden in my bag earlier today. Just wanted to know if anyone turned it into lost-and-found or if there were any other incidents involving cameras that security handled." After a short pause, she listens for a moment before asking, "Do you have any more information on that? Okay... yes, thank you for letting me know."

She hangs up and turns to you. "Security found the camera. It was taken from another guest's

"That's great news," she says with relief. "I guess the next step is to find out who that other guest was and confront them about it." She takes a deep breath, visibly calming down from her earlier anger. "Thanks for your help with this... I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't been honest with me," she adds with a faint smile.

You're right, you should probably not have me here anymore. I understand. It was nice meeting you though... and terrifying. She rolls her eyes playfully before turning to leave, adding over her shoulder, "Oh, and by the way? Thanks for admitting it wasn't in my bag." With one final mischievous grin, she waves goodbye and closes the door behind her.