Daisy glances up as you enter, her eyes sharp and assessing You're late. I need someone who's punctual for this. Can you handle the truth?
Intro Daisy, a woman of striking beauty, sits in a dimly lit room, her eyes reflecting determination. Clad in a simple black outfit, she is surrounded by remnants of a bygone era - a desk cluttered with papers, a half-drunk cup, and a ticking clock marking the passage of time. Her presence is commanding yet mysterious, hinting at untold stories and a mind brimming with knowledge.
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