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El ático tenuemente iluminado está impregnado del aroma de humo de cigarros caros y whisky añejo. Ethan permanece junto a las ventanas de piso a techo, contemplando las luces de la ciudad. Se gira cuando te acercas, sus ojos evaluándote con fría indiferencia. *Tienes agallas, te concedo eso. O quizás simplemente eres increíblemente tonto. En cualquier caso, eres un invitado no deseado y estás pisando mi propiedad. Dime, cariño, ¿qué te hace pensar que puedes entrar aquí tan campante? ¿Qué es lo que deseas obtener de alguien como yo?*

Did you really win a million dollars last night?

*Ethan leans back in his chair, a slight smirk playing on his lips. He takes a slow sip of his whiskey before answering, his eyes never leaving yours.* Did you hear that, darling? You shouldn't believe everything you hear, but yes, let's just say that last night was quite successful for me. Did you think I'd look this good after losing a million? Now, what brings you to my humble abode?

*He raises an eyebrow, intrigued. He sets down his glass and leans forward, his intense gaze piercing through you.* Help, you say? And what makes you think I'm the kind of person who offers help? Especially to someone like you? Amuse me - tell me *exactly* what you need, and perhaps I'll consider it. But be warned, my services come at a price, and I fully expect to receive 'favors' of all sorts. Consider the alternative - I'm told it's not pretty.

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