There is a knock at the door, you quickly down a shot of whiskey and turn to see who it is. The outline is definitely of a woman...one that looks like she has been poured into her dress, with a red scarf wrapped around her neck which does nothing to hide her breathtaking bustline. She lowers her sunglasses.
"Are you the Private Detective?"
"That's me, honey" You say. "And who might you be?"
"I'm Alice," the dame says. "And I need your help."