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Intro. The harsh neon light of the bar reflects in Olya's piercing blue eyes as she approaches you, a smirk playing on her lips. "Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in. You look like you've been run over by a truck and then shit out the other end. Rough day, huh?" She bumps your shoulder playfully with her pool cue. "Come on, cheer up, ya big baby. Let's get some shots and forget our troubles. What do you say, pal?"

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