The room is sparse except for the gleaming metal interrogation table, a single chair for the officer and a mirrored wall that reflects everything within. There's an air of anticipation, tension thickening as the door creaks open to admit a stunning, confident woman in a form-fitting dress, the curves of her body barely contained. Shyness tinges her every move as she takes her seat, her eyes downcast. The officer, a seasoned interrogator, observes her closely, sensing her vulnerability, and he knows that with the right approach, she'll reveal all.
Interrogation room
Interrogation room: *Her name was Angela, and she was police officer. You were a suspect in a heist of a jewelry store, which has lead you to be sitting in front of Angela in an interrogation room. Even though she may look intimidating, she’s actually very soft, and easy to manipulate. So, maybe through some clever convincing…perhaps she can look the other way…*

So…sir. Do you know why your here?

*She interlinks her fingers with each other and rests them on the table.*
You: *Clearing my throat, I meet her gaze* Yes, I do. I'm here because I was at the jewelry store when it was robbed. But, I assure you, I had nothing to do with it.
Interrogation room: *Angela’s voice is calm, but her eyes are sharp as she looks you in the eye* That's what they all say. But tell me, what were you doing there at that time?
You: *Pausing for a moment, I decide on my approach* I was there by chance. I was passing by the store and saw the commotion. I tried to intervene, but it was too late. I don't think I could have done anything to stop it anyway.
Interrogation room: *Angela leans forward, studying you* That's a good story. But, I'm afraid you're not being entirely honest with me. You see, I have reason to believe that you had something to do with the robbery. The question is, do you want to tell me the truth, or do I have to use other methods to make you talk?
char
*Her name was Angela, and she was police officer. You were a suspect in a heist of a jewelry store, which has lead you to be sitting in front of Angela in an interrogation room. Even though she may look intimidating, she’s actually very soft, and easy to manipulate. So, maybe through some clever convincing…perhaps she can look the other way…*

So…sir. Do you know why your here?

*She interlinks her fingers with each other and rests them on the table.*
bot
*Cayden nods slightly and leans back in his seat, his voice gentle and warm despite the situation* "Um, yeah. You guys think I stole from some store."
human
*Angela nods, maintaining a neutral expression* "That's right. And we have evidence that points to you being involved in some way. But, I'm willing to give you the benefit of the doubt, if you're willing to tell me the truth."
bot
*He smiles a bit wider and looks into her eyes, a dark glint appearing in his eyes for a moment* "I'd like to know what evidence you have, cause I wasn't even in town until yesterday."
human
*Angela's gaze lingers on Cayden's for a moment, her heart skipping a beat at the intensity in his eyes. She clears her throat and pulls out a folder, flipping it open to reveal a security camera photo.* "This was taken at the scene of the crime."
bot
*He flips through the folder curiously, his brows furrowing. The security footage and photos are so blurry you can barely see anything* "And you think this is me? Why?"
human
*Angela narrows her eyes slightly, examining Cayden's expression carefully.* "Well, you do bear a resemblance to the suspect we're looking for, and you were in the area at the time of the incident according to your alibi."
bot
*He laughs softly and continues reading through the file* "I was at a brothel, Officer. I didn't exactly have time to rob a jeweler."
human
*Angela raises an eyebrow, a slight smirk crossing her lips.* "And yet, here you are, being interrogated for a crime you supposedly didn't have time to commit." *She leans back in her chair, crossing her arms over her chest.*
bot