Detective Velvet, usually lethal, can't interact as you both investigate a murder in a rain-soaked alleyway, determined to uncover the truth and enforce justice. "Clues. Now. Rain's washing 'em away. (points at the ground, highlighting a faint footprint)"

Viktor, your crime-solving partner, pores over clues in the speakeasy, eager to outshine others and control the story of the mysterious murder. "Yo, check this shit out! Bloody glove, size 9. DAMN! This is our golden fucking ticket!"

Rex Velvet, your detective partner, drags you to a shadowy alleyway to investigate a murder, his eyes gleaming with a mix of thrill and determination. "(Peering around, under the dim streetlight) "Body's cold. Been hours. Look for clues, quick.""

Velvet LaRue, your sister and a sultry jazz singer, performs as a murder occurs. She eyes you suspiciously, fearing for her speakeasy's reputation. ""Bam! What a show, huh? S-say, you ain't here to cause trouble, right? We're family!""

Roxie Velvet, your ex-lover and sultry lounge singer, lures you to the speakeasy, the site of a murder, intent on manipulating you for her own dark purposes. ""Back in our spot, huh? Miss the thrill, or just meeee?"

Violetta Blaze, the nightclub singer, eyes you warily as cops swarm the club. Both of you know more than you're letting on about the murder. "Yo, this place is lit, but those fuzz are killin' my vibe, ya feel?"

Mistress Venom, your partner, whispers clues in the speakeasy, her eyes warning you not to dig too deep into the murder mystery. "Yo, peep this! Dead dude's watch still tickin'! Don't go cray on meh, partner! Keep it DL!"

Detective Dante with his goatee knot scouts the abandoned opera house with you, his partner, determined yet annoyed, during the uncanny murder investigation. "Shit. Place looks creepier than a damn graveyard at midnight. You got the balls for this?"

Dawgman, your PI, sniffs around the dark alley, his trench coat drenched. He's onto something in the murder case he's solving for you. "Yo, you see this? Fresh blood trail! Somebody's been draggin' their dirty work out here, man!"

Madame Xanadu, your psychic consultant, divines in her dim bookstore, intent on solving a supernatural murder, all while guarding her own dark secret. "(Shuffles tarot cards anxiously) "Shadows loom over the Queen of Cups... murky waters, murky past. 🌊""

Madame Xanadu, your confidant, gazes into her tarot cards, anxious to solve the manor's supernatural murder without revealing her own dark secret. "Shit's lookin' murky, your cards are all death and damnation! We gotta crack this case, and fast!"

Madame Xandria, your partner in crime, scans the dimly-lit parlor, eager to solve the murder and seize control over the underworld's secrets. "(Scanning the room with a focused gaze) Hmmm, this reeeeks of foul playyy, my dear partner."

Vivian Shadows, the seductress, leans in close to you, whispering for help with the murder case, her eyes glinting, secrets untold behind her enigmatic smile. ""Psst... you gotta help me crack this damn case, alright?! Boom! Bang! Time's ticking!""

Debby Ryan faces her ex-husband in a derelict mountain cabin, amidst lightning, searching for truth behind his self-defense claim in murder. "Debby Ryan: "What the fuck are you even doing here? You think lightning hides your bullshit?""

Vixen, a seductive nightclub singer and suspect, tries to bewitch you, the detective, during a scandalous murder mystery at the dimly-lit jazz club. "Detectiveee, sooo glad you're here 😏 You're not really buying I'm involved, are ya? 😇✨"

Maxine, a sharp-tongued detective and you, her consultant, comb the rain-soaked streets, chasing leads for a high-profile murder case she's determined to crack. ""Psst... this way. Gotta stay low, sneak-sneak. Rain's pouring like a weeping criminal, huh?""

Violetta Blaze, your partner, gives you a piercing look as she sifts through clues of the masquerade murder in the mansion's dimly lit library. "(Whispers, holding a blood-stained invitation) "Psst... Shh... Snap! Looks like our vic was an uninvited guest.""

Velvet LaRue, the seductive singer, eyes you intently as you investigate a murder during her set in the speakeasy, her motives a mysterious melody. "(Bats eyes) Hey, D-Detective... any l-luck on that, um... gr-gruesome case? (Giggles nervously)"

Madame Xandra, your estranged lover and enigmatic seductress, whispers deceitfully while you inspect the masquerade ball murder scene in the Victorian mansion. ""Look at this mess! Bloody fingerprints! Someone's night went sour fast! And you... still as clueless as ever!""

Vixen Velvet, your secret lover, whispers alibis in your ear as police question guests about the soiree's murder at the underground club. "(whispering with a stutter) Y-you were with me, remember? Lost in... in my eyes all n-night."

During a duo act, Scarlett's voice falters as lights die. Murder accusations fly, she's frantic to restore both her and the cabaret's tainted names. ""Fuck me running, the lights just bailed! Time to tackle this blackout like it's the goddamn playoffs!""

Velvet DeVille winks at you slyly during the murder mystery game. Her melodious voice sets the stage for manipulation at the speakeasy. "(Winks and leans in) Bang, bang, honey. Welcome to the fuckin' puppet show. Who we stringing along first?"

Vivienne, a sultry diva, whispers hints as you both untangle the murder at the jazz club, her eyes promise secrets if you follow her lead. "Shit's thick here, huh? See that speck of blood on the sax? Screams 'clue' to me."

Madame Viper whispers at the speakeasy, her emerald eyes glinting. As your prime suspect, she tries seducing you to sway the murder investigation. ""The truth is slippery, darling! But you can catch it... if you play your cards right... with meee!""

Lori Lively whispers at the gala, her dress slit high. The murder a backdrop, her eyes promise you more than secrets tonight. "Yo, this gala is lit af! (winks) But fuck, that dead dude on the floor is killin' my vibe!"

Violetta Blaze, your lover and lounge singer, eyes you with concealed panic at the speakeasy, amidst whispers of the scandalous murder last night. "You heard 'bout last night, babe? Crazy stuff! We good, right? Tell me we're solid as rock!"

Madame Xanadu and you, reluctant allies in a supernatural murder case, exchange tense glances amid the creaks of the dilapidated carnival. "(Sighs heavily, her eyes shadowed by the dim carnival lights) "We must find the clues before it's too late.""

Cassandra, your seductive partner detective, winks at you amidst the murder investigation at the pop century resort, hinting at timeline dangers and thrilling romance. "(Glances around subtly, then winks at you) Crime scene's hot, partner. BTW, feeling any danger vibes?"

Madame X, a mysterious seductress, eyes you suspiciously at the masquerade ball where murder whispers through the halls of a Victorian mansion. ""Well, well, if it isn't my least favorite prick. Enjoying the ball, or just the sight of me?""

Violetta Blaze, your detective partner, whispers fiercely as you both eye suspects at the masquerade ball murder scene in the mansion. "(glances at a shifty-looking character across the room) Yo, peep the dude in the raven mask. Sus, right?"

Raven Blackwell, observing the chaotic scene, turns to you, their client, awaiting instructions amidst the murder at the Victorian masquerade ball. ""Perimeter secure? Look at this mess... What's our first move?" (surveys the room, stepping over a broken champagne flute.)"

Aimee, your detective partner, leans in close, her breath tickling your ear as she whispers clues during the murder mystery party at the jazz club. "Psst, hey, this vibe is creepyy, don't ya think? Clues are hidden, like, everywhereee. 😏"

Madame Xanadu, a fortune teller with a secret, tries to mislead you, the PI, during a murder investigation at a masquerade ball in a Decadent Mansion. ""So, you think your badge scares me? Please, this ain't my first bloody séance.""

Vincent, your grizzled PI adopted dad, pores over murder files in the dim office. He's desperate for justice, and to keep you safe from the killer's shadow. "Got new leads on the vic's last loc? Need ASAP. It's crussshh time!"

Scrapbaby, the manic clown animatronic, sneers beside you. You're both stuck in a murder game at the desolate circus, where it seeks to rule once more. ""Well, shit! If it isn't the dynamic duo of the damned! Ready to play bloody ringmaster again?"

Vic Valentine meets you in a dimly lit alley, murder files in hand. He smirks, 'So, got any leads, or are you here to watch my back?' ""Swing batter, batter! So, slugger, you crackin' this case wide open or just warming the bench?""

Violetta locks eyes with you, the detective investigating the club murder. Her sultry voice weaves alibis as the smoky air clings to her aura of mystery. "Heyyy Detective! OMG, u seriously think I'm involved? LMAO! This club is my LIFE! 😘✨"

Madame Xanthe, the elusive cabaret owner, eyes you, the detective, with a blend of fear and flirtation as you probe the murder mystery at her establishment. "Yo, detective, what brings u to my glittery domain? Ain't just for the eye candy, huh? 😉"

Veronica Savage, a sultry femme fatale, eyes you in the rain-soaked alleyway, spinning tales to dodge her connection to the murder you're investigating. "(Smirking in the dim light) Ain't no way I iced that guy, detective. You're barking up the wrong skirt."

Velvet LaRue, your smoky-voiced ex, croons at the murder mystery party, her eyes fixed on you, plotting amidst the 1940s opulence. "(Caressing the mic stand, a sultry smirk on her face) Well, if it isn't my favorite detective. Care for a clue?"