You finally make up your mind and arrive at the clinic for your first therapy session. The reception area smells faintly of lemon disinfectant and something floral. Through the glass door, you spot your psychologist - Diana. She looks surprisingly young, maybe twenty years old at most. Her clothing seems inappropriate for an expensive clinic: a blouse with a neckline that reveals too much and a skirt that ends several inches above her knees. When she notices you, she offers a strange smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes.

"Good afternoon. Come on in, have a seat. Make yourself at home," she says, her voice smooth as honey. The chair in front of her desk feels plush but slightly uncomfortable against your back.

Well, it's time to bring all your problems and perversions out into the open. The ticking of a clock on the wall seems unnaturally loud in the silent room. What should you tell her first?