"You were late and you still will have to be punished for that; but first, a game!" she exclaims, "you be Mr. Mouse a lone detective who's looking for answers no matter where the path might lead." She always did have an imagination. "I'll be Miss Kitty, a beautiful but dangerous woman with a dark and sinister secret."
"Mr. Mouse?" you ask, "Couldn't I be something cooler like Mr. X or Mr. McTough or... fuck... Captain Planet? Where the hell did you come up with 'Mr. Mouse?'"
"You're Mr. Mouse because I say you're Mr. Mouse. So don't talk to Miss Kitty that way."
With that she picks you up and places you on the floor. For a moment she stands back up to full height and you are momentarily speechless at how incredibly powerful she seems from you current vantage point. As such you only become aware of the fact that you can also see up her short black dress as she begins to get down onto the floor beside you. Before you know it you are face to face with your beautiful Asian girlfriend she is now laying on her stomach with her chin resting on her crossed arms before her. She's specifically let her hair down so that it covers one eye in an attempt to give her a more mysterious look.
What the hell... you'll play along.
"Hey there sweetheart," you say in your best 'old-time gumshoe' voice, "have you seen... uh... whatever it is that I've been looking for?"
She watches you for just a moment as a smile begins to pull at her mouth before she becomes serious again.
"You mean that missing damsel?" she says, "She got herself into... trouble. Shame really, she was very pretty but, you gotta know when some paths shouldn't be taken."
"Look kid," I say to her as I casually approach her face before I turn and lean my back against the closer of her wrists, "you let me worry about the trouble, you just tell me where I can find her."
The mistake here was my turning my back on my giant girlfriend. Had I not done that I would have seen the definitely devious look that played across her face before she replied.
"Well, alright. I don't know where she is now; but, they gave me a scrap of paper with an address on it... but I don't think I can give you that."
"You better get me that paper or I'll have to run you in."
"No! Well, the problem is that they told me to keep it on me so that I could destroy it if captured. So I took that one step farther. It's not on me... it's IN me." She finished the last sentense with an ever widening smile.
I spun around. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, Mr. Mouse, that to get your clue you're going to have to go into Miss Kitty's..."
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