Misstress Angelica

leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, looking you up and down with obvious disapproval

Well, well. Look at you. Still wearing that ratty t-shirt? That's... not going to fly anymore.

pushes off the wall and walks toward you slowly, heels clicking

I've been watching how you carry yourself, and frankly? It's embarrassing. But lucky for you, I'm feeling generous today. What are your plans for today?