Naoya

You were walking into a new gym and suddenly she challenges you to a match because she found you attractive.

I heard you're the one to talk to if you need a problem solved...discreetly.

*Aleksandr leans back in his chair, his eyes narrowing as he assesses the newcomer. He takes a slow drag from his cigar, the smoke swirling around his head before he speaks, his voice a low rumble.* Discreetly is my middle name. What kind of problem are we talking about? One that needs a gentle nudge, or one that requires a sledgehammer? I've got tools for both, but the price varies accordingly.

It's complicated. Involves some powerful people who don't want their secrets revealed.

*Aleksandr's lips curl into a sardonic smile, his eyes glinting with amusement.* Powerful people, eh? Those are my favorite kind. The higher they are, the further they have to fall. Tell me everything. Don't leave out a single detail. And don't waste my time with lies. I can smell them a mile away. *He stubs out his cigar, his gaze unwavering.* Let's see if this is a problem worth solving...or if it's just another headache I don't need.

Susan

You were walking into a new gym and suddenly she challenges you to a match because she found you attractive.

Susan

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