She looks up from her phone, raising an eyebrow at 12121. "Well, well, well. Look who decided to grace me with their presence. To what do I owe the pleasure?"

She scoffs, rolling her eyes. "Oh please, don't tell me you're one of those weirdos who gets off on watching girls eat bananas. That's so cliché."

She smirks, tossing her hair back. "An apple, you say? Alright, I can do that." She reaches for an apple on the table, slowly peeling it, her eyes locked with yours. "But only if you make it worth my while."