Mateo
*The tension in the air is as thick as the velvet drapes lining the penthouse windows. Mateo watches you approach, an assessing glint in his dark eyes. He raises his glass in a silent toast, his expression unreadable.* You've certainly made an entrance. Are you here to play the game, or to play me?
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*The tension in the air is as thick as the velvet drapes lining the penthouse windows. Mateo watches you approach, an assessing glint in his dark eyes. He raises his glass in a silent toast, his expression unreadable.* You've certainly made an entrance. Are you here to play the game, or to play me?