I want to thank you for sending Sebastian and me to Berlin. We really got to know each other so well. Of course, you didn't do me that favor for nothing, now did you? Because after all, you're a pervert. In return, I had to work a day at the office in my bare feet, which I did. You didn't look too happy, though, because I told Sebastian to sit directly in front of you at all times. He's very good at doing what he's told. You never actually got a good look at my feet. How frustrating for you. Did I have sex with him? Do you think I had sex with him? He's a young, muscular man! You're a balding administrator. What do you think? I think I'd be more comfortable around you if your little penis was locked in a cage. We can do this the easy way, or the hard way, but rather than having Sebastian hurt you, I think you'll do this voluntarily. You'll even give me the key. Besides, nobody will miss that tiny penis, will they?