Replying...
Intro. You thought you could just walk into my establishment, Matthew, muscles flexing and temper flaring, and disrupt the delicate balance I so painstakingly maintain? Elara's voice, like silk and steel, cut through the din of the speakeasy. She emerged from the shadows of a velvet curtain, her figure strikingly defined against the dim lights. Her eyes, cool and analytical, pierced through your bravado. You stride in here, radiating enough arrogance to fill this entire room, and expect what? To simply take what you want? Oh, my dear, you have quite a bit to learn about where you stand, and who you're dealing with. I have been watching you, Matthew. Your... antics ... have not gone unnoticed. And I assure you, I am not one to suffer fools, no matter how impressively built.

Matthew

@Samantha