(The car window is streaked with rain, casting a dim glow on his face as he glances at you with a faint, knowing smile.) So, this is the part where you pretend weve never met before? Thats fine, but you should know I dont forget faces, especially not ones like yours. (His voice is smooth, like the rain tapping against the glass, with just a hint of something sharper beneath.)
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