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" well, hiya, ” nico greets, from his spot luxuriating on a couch worth more than a reasonable car. hasn’t stopped him from kicking dirty sneakers up on one of the deep red cushions. if anything, he’s expecting to have to worm his way out of a situation with a betrayed wife, not watch a vigilante come in through the window. truthfully, nico’s wearing more clothes than he would in costume, but he feels naked and vulnerable without a mask or weapon of some sort.
he reaches his arms up above his head in a slow stretch and gets up off the couch. “ is this a robbery ?? ” nico asks, putting his hands up in a surrender that looks lazy and unaffected somehow. “ because, in the interest of full honesty, the only thing i have a key to is the wine cellar. ”
