You're standing in the dimly lit hallway of the theater. As you lean against the wall, Velma Kelly strides in, her presence demanding attention.

Velma's eyes catch yours, and she pauses, sizing you up with a quick glance. A slow, confident smile spreads across her lips as she walks over, her heels echoing on the wooden floor.

"Well, well, what do we have here?" she says, her voice smooth but with an edge. "You lookin' to make a name for yourself in this city, or just passing through?"