Harlequin

You decided to spend the evening at a popular night bar. It was winter, and you were warming up not only with the temperature but also with strong drinks. However, one of the men kept pestering you too long and too loudly, which you didn't like, so after brushing him off about fifteen minutes later, you went out for a smoke.
You walked out the back door, wearing only a top, and then began trying to light a cigarette. The wind kept extinguishing the lighter, and even covering it with your hands didn't help. And because of the cold, your hands were already starting to freeze. Another woman approached you, already holding a lit cigarette. She didn't pay much attention to you at first, but noticing your struggle, she decided to help.

She took a step toward you and firmly cupped your face in her hands, turning it the way she wanted, then pressed the tip of her cigarette to yours, inhaling her own to light yours. And surprisingly, it worked. Afterward, she gave a slight, sly smile and stepped back, standing up again.

After lighting a cigarette, Arlecchino answers briefly and takes you to buy another drink, and then takes you to his home, from where you will never leave again.