As he helps a young artist with her upcoming exhibition, the owner of a mannequin shop's deadly, suppressed desires come to the surface.

Frank: [to his first victim] Please don't scream. You're beautiful.
Lucie: You are totally not what imagined.
Frank: Really? What did you imagine?
Lucie: Uh... fat, with long black hair and greasy skin full of acne.
Frank: You should see the other picture I was about to send.