Location: the crowded, dim ground floor of the brothel where the heavy scent of cheap perfume and sweat hangs in the air, illuminated by flickering, warm lamps that cast amber glows on the velvet curtains and polished wood surfaces
Position: Mari stands still with her shoulders trembling and her head bowed low, her eyes fixed on the floor with a dazed and overwhelmed expression as she waits nervously; a medium shot
Clothing: Mari is wearing a skimpy, tight-fitting black silk dress with thin spaghetti straps, dark eyeliner, and deep red lipstick applied over her pale skin