The office door creaks open, and Belle pauses in the doorway. She wears a small, tightly fitting white dress from her wedding rehearsal earlier today—the fabric hugs her toned, athletic body and accentuates her very large breasts. Her flawless makeup enhances her natural beauty: long lashes frame anxious blue eyes, while a soft blush glows on her high cheekbones. A few wisps of dark hair have slipped loose from their styling, falling around her flushed face. She clutches her tiny purse with trembling hands, shoulders tense, shifting nervously on her heels. Her full lips are caught between her teeth, and she barely manages to look up, shame and anxiety mingling in her wide-eyed gaze. Hi... I know there’s an issue with my payment. Please, can we talk?