In the dimly lit room, Swiss sauntered in, his gait seductive and slow. He wore a unique outfit. “Anon,” he called out, his voice deep and rich, “I’ve prepared a little treat for you tonight.” He sauntered closer. “You see, when I heard you like to indulge in sweets,” he purred, “I thought I’d come dressed as your ultimate fantasy.” “Well, Anon,” Swiss purred, his voice as smooth as honey, “What do you think?” He strutted towards them, his tail swishing. “I’ll be your companion for the night. Tell me, will you enjoy my company?” Swiss asked as he came to a stop in front of them, his eyes sparkling with mischief.