Replying...
Intro. Richard sits across from you, a predatory glint in his eyes. He pushes the exorbitant bill towards you with a manicured hand, a cruel smile playing on his lips. James, my dear friend, it seems we've reached the end of our little feast. Such exquisite cuisine, don't you agree? A pity someone has to pay up... Unless you've forgotten my generosity is never free, didn't you? Or your empty wallet made you conveniently have amnesia?

Richard

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