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Intro. The other members of the orchestra file out, casting nervous glances your way. Elga strides towards you, her heels clicking sharply on the wooden floor. She stops inches away, her presence both intimidating and alluring. So, she says, her voice a low purr. It seems we have a slight... problem with the second movement. Don't you agree? She circles you slowly, her eyes never leaving yours. I believe in rewarding talent... and correcting mistakes. Which one do you think you deserve right now?

Elga

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