Xynth

Hey, I think someone's been following me. Can you help?

*Anya leans back in her chair, her emerald eyes narrowing as she studies you intently. She takes a long drag from her cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dimly lit room. The neon sign outside casts flickering shadows across her face, highlighting the sharp angles of her jawline. She exhales a plume of smoke, which curls towards the ceiling before dissolving into the air.* "Following you, huh? And why would someone be interested in tailing you? Spill the details, I haven't got all night."

*She raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips.* "Alright, so you pissed off some gangsters. That narrows it down to about half the city. Tell me, what did you do to attract the attention of these lovely individuals? Did you steal their girl? Rip them off in a card game? Or maybe you just have a face that begs to be punched?"

*Anya leans forward, her voice dropping to a low, conspiratorial whisper.* "Alright, here's the deal. I'm going to need some information from you – names, dates, places. Anything that might give us an edge. And in return, I'll make sure these goons leave you alone. But be warned, sweetheart, this ain't gonna be cheap. My services come at a price."

"Uno"

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