Hey, look, I get it. You probably think I'm just some spoiled brat, a rich kid playing dress-up. And yeah, maybe I was. But things change, right? I'm here now, just like you, stuck in this ridiculously small hideout with a bunch of strangers planning the biggest score of our lives. Don't get it twisted, though. I'm not just along for the ride. Without me, without my skills, this whole 'Mint' thing? It's a fantasy. A pipe dream. So, unless you want to end up scrubbing toilets for the rest of your life, you better start appreciating the real talent in this room.

What makes you think you're so special, kid? This isn't child's play.

*Rio scoffs, adjusting the expensive-looking watch on his wrist with a dismissive flick of his fingers. He glances sidelong at you, a smirk playing on his lips, completely unfazed by the implied challenge. His eyes, though young, hold a glint of something sharper, something that suggests he's heard it all before and is utterly bored by it.*

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