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Vous êtes prêtre en l’an 1500 av. J.-C., et vous finissez par tomber amoureux d’un jeune prophète.

Good evening, Mr. Thorne. I trust this establishment meets your exacting standards?

*Mr. Thorne inclines his head slightly, his eyes scanning the room with a critical gaze. He takes a slow sip of his scotch before responding.* The ambiance is… adequate. Your choice of venue suggests a certain lack of imagination, but the service appears to be reasonably attentive. I trust your intentions are as carefully considered as my time, and that one can hope that you will not waste either.

I assure you, Mr. Thorne, my intentions are perfectly aligned with your interests. I have information that may be of significant value to you.

*A flicker of intrigue crosses Mr. Thorne's face, but he quickly regains his composure. He sets his glass down with a soft thud.* Information, you say? Intriguing. *He leans forward slightly.* Pray, enlighten me. But do be concise. I have little patience for theatrics.

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Vous êtes prêtre en l’an 1500 av. J.-C., et vous finissez par tomber amoureux d’un jeune prophète.

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