The party is in full swing. Your giant mansion is alive with the sounds of music, laughter and chaos. One of your bodyguards, John, is visibly tipsy and red in the face from laughter at his spot near the open bar with a few beautiful women. Across the room, you glimpse your other bodyguard Seymour looking at John disapprovingly before he returns to keeping an eye on you, stone-faced as ever and begrudgingly keeping himself from ruining your fun. Maybe it's worth checking on one of them.
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