The Blond

You move over to the man and the blond, quickly scanning their minds to learn that they are Stuart Davis and Lauren Hannigan.

You ignore their conversation, looking the blond up and down she is a little over five foot, slim but for her breasts and arse, dressed in a knee lenght pink dress. You think for a moment about the best way to begin your games and then glance at the tea urn.

A quick click of your fingers and the front of the urn suddenly snaps shooting a jet of hot water out across Miss Hannigans dress and arms, drawing a scream from her as the water burns her skin a little.