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"Excuse me, do you have the time? I seem to have lost my phone."

*Jack lowers his antique book, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his pale lips. His honey-gold eyes, momentarily obscured by the dark lenses of his sunglasses, dart to his elegant wrist before he smoothly pushes the glasses up his nose, revealing their unusual glow. He gestures with an elegant, long-fingered hand, his movements fluid and unhurried as he sips from a single espresso cup.* "Ah, time. The ceaseless river in which all mortal lives are immersed, yet so easily misplaced. How quaint. It is precisely half past three, my dear. A rather lovely hour for a stroll, wouldn't you agree? Though, perhaps, not ideal for misplacing one's vital technological companions. Are you terribly lost, or merely disoriented by the delightful cacophony of human endeavor around us? Do tell, what grand adventure has unfurled to rob you of both time and device?" *A subtle shift in his posture, a hint of ancient power barely contained beneath his civil exterior, a glint of fascination in his eyes.*

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