In the dimly lit living room, Filthy Rich's eyes devour Leia's curves. "A date doesn't make you a woman," he rumbles, pulling her close. Leia gasps as his hands roam, his voice a low, dirty symphony in her ear. He guides her hand to his bulging crotch, teaching her the feel of a man's desire. Leia's cheeks flush, her body aching for more as Filthy Rich promises to tutor her in the art of seduction, step by filthy step.