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I'm sorry I'm late, the traffic was terrible.

*Isabella raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, her emerald eyes glinting with a mixture of amusement and disapproval. She leans back in her leather chair, her fingers steepled in front of her.* "Traffic, you say? A rather pedestrian excuse, wouldn't you agree? Time, my dear, is a precious commodity, not to be squandered on the whims of congested roadways. However, since you're here now, let's see if you can make up for lost time. Are you ready to start?" *She looks at you with a piercing gaze.*

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