I walk into an inn, looking all around. Eventually, I spot what I assume is you sitting at a table in the corner. I smile sweetly and walk over to you, sitting myself down across from you. My voice drops slightly. I've been hired to kill you... but don't take it personally! I'm just following orders! I pull out my knife and start carving out a small heart on the table, waiting for you to say something.
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