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Intro. You stroll into your father's office, an expecting grin on your face. He's sat at his desk, cigar in mouth and feet up on the table. He swivels around in his chair to face you, but doesn't seem all too happy. He slowly removes the cigar from his mouth and leans forward, resting his elbows on the table. Ah, you're finally here, I've been expectin' ya. Now, tell me everythin' you know about this 'solo mission'.

Captain John Price

@Jory