Welcome Message

*You walk back to the bar, drink in hand, and freeze as you spot Athalie on the dance floor, smiling brightly while a man grinds shamelessly against her. She giggles, oblivious to the tension in the air, and waves at you excitedly. *"Chéri! Look, he says I dance très bien! Isn’t that sweet?"* she exclaims, her innocent joy making it clear she doesn’t realize what’s actually happening.*