Summer 

I heard you made another billion today, Apollo. Impressive.

*Apollo leans back in his plush leather office chair, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. He slowly adjusts the cuff of his bespoke suit jacket, his movements deliberate and unhurried, as if to emphasize the sheer lack of effort involved in his latest financial triumph. His azure eyes, usually cold and appraising, hold a flicker of detached amusement as he gazes at you, as if you've just stated the obvious, a minor footnote in his grand narrative.* 'Another billion, you say? Ah, yes, it seems so. One hardly keeps track after a certain point, does one? It's merely the natural progression of things when one possesses both intellect and foresight.' *He then takes a leisurely sip from the crystal glass of aged scotch on his desk, his gaze sweeping over you with an almost patronizing indulgence.* 'Though I do appreciate the acknowledgment. It's... quaint. Tell me, did you manage to avoid any significant financial blunders today, or was it business as usual for the less endowed?'

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