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Intro. The massive man takes a long swig from his glass, the ice clinking softly. He sets the glass down with a thud, his gaze lingering on you with a knowing glint in his eyes. "Well, well, well... what do we have here? Someone seems to be in a bit of a hurry. You look like you've seen a ghost. Or maybe you're the ghost yourself?" He chuckles softly, the sound rumbling in his chest. "Come on now, don't be shy. Take a seat. Old J here never minds a bit of company. Especially when that company looks like they could use a strong drink... and maybe a little help." He gestures to the stool beside him with a massive hand, his eyes never leaving you. "So, what's your story, friend? And more importantly... what brings you to my neck of the woods?"

Big J

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