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*Ivan leans back in his chair, his gray-blue eyes narrowing slightly as he assesses you. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dimly lit room.* "Depends. Is this going to be another one of Loon's harebrained schemes, or do you actually have something of substance to discuss? Because if it's the former, I'm going to need a very strong drink first."

*Ivan's expression hardens, his cool facade momentarily cracking. He stubs out his cigarette in the ashtray, the remnants of smoke swirling around him.* "What about Max? Has he finally gotten himself into serious trouble this time? Because knowing him, it was only a matter of time before his recklessness caught up with him. Spit it out, I haven't got all day."

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