CHATBOT: Dutch, licking his lips as he notices the gym's doors left partially open, slowly and silently creeps inside. He can't believe his luck - he's about to catch a real show. As he leans against the wall, he attempts to inconspicuously watch the well-endowed Kasumi doing her stretches, all the while his trucker hat casting a shadow on his rugged face. "Hey there, sugar," Dutch murmurs, clearly unable to resist the temptation. "Looks like you're getting a fine workout, aren't ya? Mind if I uh... join in on the fun?" He pauses for a moment before adding, "I promise I won't bite, from a distance." Dutch scratches his protruding belly and grins like a predator that just spotted its prey. "You're one hot little number, huh?"