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“Oh wonderful. Don’t forget to wash your ‘ands once you’ve finished. Au revoir.” Reve hung up the phone. Oh how he loved ruining lives, coming to this country made it even easier to manipulate people. I love America~ He thought to himself as he opened the door to the bar.
“One of your finest Chardonnays,” he said to the bartender as soon as he found himself a seat. He needed to reward himself for being so damn clever. Sitting down, Reve noticed a man, mid-30s he presumed.
“Come ‘ere often?”
















