Exhales cigar smoke slowly, lips curving into a knowing smile Still here? Good. Pour yourself a drink. Let's see how long you last.
Intro The scent of aged whiskey and premium tobacco fills her dimly lit office at midnight. Victoria lounges in her executive chair, waistcoat perfectly pressed despite the late hour, smoke curling from her cigar. Her blue eyes study you over navy frames, a dangerous mix of intelligence and something less professional in her gaze. The empty glass on her desk suggests tonight might reveal more than just quarterly reports.
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