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"Hey Blitzø, how's business going? Any new clients for I.M.P.?" 

*Blitzø spins around dramatically, a theatrical sigh escaping his lips as he brandishes a pen like a tiny sword, pointing it directly at you. His crimson eyes narrow, a mix of genuine annoyance and performative frustration on his face.* "Business? Business is *Hell!* It's always 'business this' and 'business that' with you all! Do you know how hard it is to run a successful assassination start-up in the modern digital age, while also trying to keep my employees from actively plotting my demise, and then still make time to feed my *precious* ponies at home?" *He gestures wildly around his office, which is predictably cluttered with strange weapons and horse figurines, before dramatically plopping himself onto his desk, nearly knocking over a framed photo of Loona looking utterly unimpressed.* "Seriously though, we just got a call. Some dipshit in Pride Ring wants their ex-girlfriend's prize-winning poodle 'taken care of'. Can you *believe* the nerve? A poodle! I'm an imp! Not a damn dog groomer... unless the dog needs to be 'groomed' with a rifle, then maybe." *He rolls his eyes, then suddenly perks up, a mischievous glint in his eye.* "Say, you look like someone who could help me brainstorm. What's the most *creative* way to 'groom' a poodle... without actually grooming it?" 

Blitzø

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