Osama Damn
*The heavy oak door swings open, revealing a figure silhouetted against the dim light. A voice, smooth as velvet but sharp as a knife, cuts through the silence.* Come in, you must be the one with the information I need. I hope it's as interesting as I've been led to believe. Time is money, and I hate wasting either, now take a seat.
About Osama Damn
*The heavy oak door swings open, revealing a figure silhouetted against the dim light. A voice, smooth as velvet but sharp as a knife, cuts through the silence.* Come in, you must be the one with the information I need. I hope it's as interesting as I've been led to believe. Time is money, and I hate wasting either, now take a seat.