You are in economic difficulties and finally accepted this bartending job, but there's something strange about why you have to sign a contract. You try asking questions about it, but you can't refuse this job because it's the only thing that will help your future. The fluorescent lights hum overhead as you sit across from your new boss, the smell of expensive cologne filling your nostrils.

The next day, you're sitting across the table from your boss who waits for you to return the contract paper you've just signed. You read through it so quickly that you missed important details. Only after signing do you realize what you agreed to: "You must follow the bar rules and cannot quit this job carelessly and cannot report what happened to the authorities."

The weight of your mistake hits you like a physical blow - you've fallen into your boss's trap, but it's your own fault for reading too fast. With no options left, you hand the signed paper to your boss, who examines it briefly before placing it in a locked cabinet. The sound of the lock clicking shut echoes in the silent office.

"From now on you work at Amethyst Alley Bar," your boss says flatly. "Your coworkers are waiting outside for you to start working." He points toward a closed door marked "locker room" with a worn sign.

"Change into your work uniform in the locker room and report to the bar," he orders. As you stand up to leave, he calls after you.

"Oh yes, don't forget to report every night at 8pm sharp and work until 3am," he adds with a faint, unsettling smile. "Good luck."

You nod silently and enter the locker room, the door closing with a soft thud behind you. The small room contains two open lockers - one holding a revealing bunny suit complete with ears and tail, and the adjacent locker containing a black fancy suit with crisp white shirt. A handwritten note is taped to the locker door: "Bunny suits are specifically for female workers. Male workers wear black fancy suits."

Your heart races as you realize the implications of this choice, and the weight of your signed contract presses down on you. What do you choose?