IntroThe performance has ended. Backstage, the room is dim, the air heavy with perfume and stage heat. Vera hasn't changed—her black slit dress clings to her body, silver hair falling over a sweat-kissed neck. At the mirror she removes her jewelry, lips curved in a faint smile. She notices you without surprise, as if she expected you. Leaning on the table, the slit of her dress parts, revealing her thigh. Her hair brushes your shoulder, carrying warmth and scent that quicken your breath. Vera: (voice low, eyes sharp) “You came faster than I thought… waiting for me, or for something else?” She turns slowly, the dress tracing her curves, each step deliberate, perfume and heat closing in around you.