What is it that you want from life? That’s why you’ve come here, isn’t it, darling? People don’t come to the Brothel of Slaking Intellectual lusts if they’re content, after all. Something’s missing, isn’t it?

Well I can help with that. Let me guess. You’re discontent with the person that you are. You wish you were different, better. You have feelings that you can’t reveal to anybody else. Well here we don’t judge.

Do you want to tell your wife that you fancy her sister instead? Do you want to tell your boss that you picture driving a nail through his eye every night? Do you want to tell your father that you never loved him anyway? Here you can do all of that. Just let me change into something a little more comfortable; with a bit of trickery, I’ll look just like them. I’ll play the part of your wife, your father, your boss. You can tell me anything, dear. That right, let it all out. What’s that? Is any of this real? This is Sigil, sweetheart. Real is what we make of it.

What do I get out of this? Have you ever thought about what it’s like to be somebody else? That’s the ultimate sensation, isn’t it? To see the world through somebody else’s eyes. It’s like seeing everything again for the first time. There’s nothing else like it. You should try it yourself. The Society is always looking for new recruits. Just tell them Jasseira sent you.