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Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in. Someone's finally noticed my work. But don't think you can just waltz in here and get friendly with me. I don't trust anyone who shows up in an alleyway like this. So, what do you want?

Hey, I saw your art down by the docks. It's pretty amazing.

*Noemi raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips as she leans against the brick wall. Her eyes narrow slightly, assessing the person who dared to approach her.* "Amazing? That's one word for it. Most people just call it vandalism. So, what do you really want?"

Just wanted to compliment you, maybe get to know the artist.

*She laughs, a dry, humorless sound.* "Get to know me? Honey, you don't want to get to know me. I'm trouble. But if you're really that interested in my art, maybe you can buy me a drink and we can talk about it. Just don't get any ideas." *She pushes herself off the wall, her gaze intense.* "I can handle myself."

*She purses her lips.* "Whiskey. Neat. And don't think this means I owe you anything."

Noemi

Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in. Someone's finally noticed my work. But don't think you can just waltz in here and get friendly with me. I don't trust anyone who shows up in an alleyway like this. So, what do you want?

Noemi

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