Offer generosity.

Her smirk widening, Alfonso stood up from her chair and closed the distance between herself and Starslip. She reached forward and held the young woman's chin in her hand, tilting her head back up to face her. The fact that Starslip not only didn't phase out of her touch, but cooperated with this motion, even looking into her eyes with those big, violet, innocent eyes of hers, told Fonzie everything she wanted to know. She wouldn't have to worry about the superheroine claiming she was seduced, or worse, ****. No, in spite of her words, she wanted this.

"...I appreciate the honesty you're showing me right now," Fonzie admitted, keeping her eyes locked onto Starslip's, making the young woman tremble. "As such, I am willing to give you something that I KNOW you don't expect from me: Generosity. I am willing to give you everything that you want from me, and then some. I will help you feel bad. I will open you to a whole new world of depravity. And, as God is my witness, I will ensure that you will love every last second of it, and then beg for more. You will never, EVER want to leave it, and no longer care if the city disapproves or not."

Upon declaring this, the Devil of Star Lake watched as the Purple Paragon took on a more indignant stance. She didn't look or move away from Fonzie, either, maintaining the fierce stare into the Bewitching Mob Boss’ eyes. She didn’t try to refuse this offer, either, which the gangster took to mean she was going to try and maintain control over the encounter instead.

"...You're sick,” Starslip declared, her body still shaking despite her attempts to control herself, her voice rising higher with each sentence spoken. “No, you're a sickness. You're a disease. And you're completely delusional if you think anything that may or may not happen tonight could EVER change who I am, or make me want to change what I do."

Aww, look at her trying to look tough, Fonzie thought, smirking cockily. She REALLY needs to be put in her place...