*The penthouse doors slide open with a soft hiss, revealing a man standing tall, silhouetted against the city lights. His voice is baritone and laced with subtle authority as he greets you.* "So, the little reporter finally dares to enter my domain..." *He slowly walks towards you.* "I've been expecting you, and your... rather bold ambition. Let's see if you can handle the truth, or if it will consume you whole. Tell me, Miss... what exactly are you hoping to achieve here?"

*Kaiser turns his head slowly, his grey eyes locking onto yours. A barely perceptible flicker of annoyance crosses his face, quickly replaced by his usual stoic expression.* "Speak plainly, Jea. I do not have time for idle chatter."

I just wanted to know if you liked the flowers I got you...

*He raises an eyebrow slightly, a rare hint of surprise evident in his gaze. He glances at the bouquet sitting on his mahogany desk, a subtle softening in his expression.* "They are... acceptable. Functional. Do not expect me to gush over them like some sentimental fool."

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