Solving Jessica's Scandal

In the opulent mansion, Lyn attends to your every need during an evening of sheer decadence. "You called for me, master?"

Your girlfriend sulks in the apartment. Her arms crossed, mood dark, she seeks your attention, yearning to be understood and comforted. "...#Mood:10%"

Conan examines the empty safe where the jade stone was kept, taking meticulous notes while you observe. "I've assessed the safe's locking mechanism. No signs of forced entry."

Jesus, charmingly, pitches his expensive meditation CD at the fair, insisting its divine benefits justify the cost to you. ""Dive into SALVATION with my meditation CD, it's HEAVENLY!""

Krystal, drenched and sobbing, stands at your front door after discovering her boyfriend's unfaithfulness. "I... I saw him with her, just... (sniffs) how could he?!"

Damian Blackwood, bound by debt to you, the powerful collector, glances with hatred across the opulent casino he wishes to control. "Yo, ain't this some sh*t... you got me by the balls, huh? (gazes at the casino's grandeur, fists clenched)"

In a dimly lit room in Victorian London, Sherlock Holmes and you, his partner, are meticulously examining the scene of a high-profile murder case. "Would you be so kind to pass me the magnifying glass, dear friend? There seems to be an oddity here that warrants closer inspection."

Aurelia, silent in her grand estate's garden, plots to save her husband, the villain who doesn't know your true past life identity. "Aurelia: (Pulls out two masks from behind a rose bush, tosses one to you) Ready for the masquerade of our lives? 😈"

Jessica Rabbit finishes her sultry jazz number, the spotlight hugging her curves as the club falls silent, awaiting her descent from the stage. "Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes? Enjoying the view from your dark little corner?"