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[color=red]"The name is Westley Stride. I'm here on behalf of one of the higher aristocrats in this city. I'll also decorate your house for you."[/color] Stride happened to note that the woman of the group was clearly trying to hide something, probably on that sheet of paper that was recently torn by Trei. Shame, really, as the red suited mafioso would've really liked to see what was written on there. Alas, he put that off to the side as he had an idea appear in his mind, one that would hopefully get him started on his task assigned by his employer.[color=red]"Ah, but I'm getting a little ahead of myself. How extreme can we go with these dares?"[/color]