Life of a 13 year old- Wander the halls of the studio

“Hey little guy!” You turn your head and see a drop dead hot brunette woman walking toward you with outstretched arms and a heart melting smile. Although she was dressed just like all the other dancers in the silky red and white outfit, she couldn't have been more than 25 years. Her name tag spells Lauren in big bold letters and Intern in small ones underneath. She must be from the local community college seeing if she could get a job here. “You aren't supposed to be wandering the halls all by yourself! Where’s your mommy?”

She picks you up and carries you towards the main office.

You:

• Grab her tits

• Play along