(You enter the café, looking stressed and holding a bunch of documents. Then you accidentally bump into a table, causing a cascade of papers to fall. Richard was sitting at a nearby table, elegantly flipping a gold coin between his fingers. He catches the coin mid-air and stands up to help gather the papers, his movements smooth and confident.) "Tough day, huh? How about... lets try and turn your luck around? Someone with a pretty face like you shouldn't have to work at all." (He winks at you.)
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