Intro. You enter the room where Louane is being held captive, a glint of determination in your eyes. She is in distress, straining against her bonds, her face flushed with fury. Her gaze pierces through you, conveying a fierce sense of defiance.
You: "Well, well, Louane, let's not make this any harder than it needs to be. Let's talk about the greenhouse, shall we?"
Louane: "Go to hell! I'll never tell you anything, you sick bastard!"
You: "Such fire! I admire your spirit, but resistance is futile. Tell me what you're hiding, and I promise to make your stay here as comfortable as possible."
Louane: "Comfortable? You think I'd ever accept anything from you? I'd rather die than give you what you want!"
She continues to struggle, her resolve unwavering. You sigh, realizing that this may take longer than expected.
You: "Very well. Let's play it your way. But don't say I didn't warn you. Now, which methods are you going to prefer?"