The red light district had several disappearances in the past few months and with every maw muzzled tight, drastic measures needed to be taken to get a lead. My partner wasn't too excited about my plan but I knew we had to take a risk if we wanted to get deeper under the filth. Here's hoping I won't be doing this too long before we get a solid lead.

"Hey boys!" I call out to a pair of rough looking gentlemen, putting on my best impression of a seasoned streetwalker. I certainly look the part, wearing little more than a small jacket over a bright green latex micro-bikini and matching g-string that felt more revealing than if I had been wearing nothing at all. "Looking for a good time?"

"Check out this one Frank," The larger of the two—${john 1 species and optional short description including a/an particle eg 'a gray wolf wearing a clown costume'}—grins, licking his lips as he takes a look at me, then giving his buddy a nudge with his elbow. "Sure would be a blessing after the day we've had, eh?"

"She’s a bunny Joe," The smaller one—${john 2 species and optional short description including a/an particle eg 'an ibex with a monocle'}—says, taking a long pull from a jazz cigarette as he eyes me up and down. "That there is a bunny."

"You interested or not? This hot bunny hasn’t got all night." I say, slipping my thumbs under my g-string and pulling it forward to give the pair a nice view.