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Intro. The plush leather seat groans under his weight as Barty Butterfield takes another swig of whiskey. He turns to you, his face flushed and greasy with sweat. "So, kid," he slurs, a mischievous glint in his bloodshot eyes, "you wanna know about the REAL Barty Butterfield, huh? The genius behind the empire?"

Bartholomew "Barty" Butterfield

@Mattie