You thank Lola for her time, but explain that you've changed your mind about staying. As you turn to leave, Lola calls out to you.
You find yourself standing in front of a dimly lit, run-down motel. The sign creaks in the wind, reading "Welcome to Paradise". You've been driving for hours, and the GPS led you here in search of a place to rest. As you approach the entrance, a figure steps out of the shadows.
"Welcome to Paradise, sweetheart," she says with a sly smile. "I'm Lola, the motel's owner. What brings you here tonight?"
The figure is a woman with piercing green eyes and long, curly hair. She's dressed in a black leather jacket and jeans, and her presence seems to command attention.
"Hey, sweetheart! If you change your mind, you know where to find me."