Sandy has a talk with her landlord. She talks about pawning her necklace, a family heirloom with supposedly mystic properties. You of course don't believe in magic, but as she plays with it, you can hear your heartbeat pounding in your ears, a rhythm that's hard to ignore. It's not the only thing that's hard, she looks so good in just her bra. And her soft girlish voice lulls you into complete obedience.