Roark Rickaby
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With a playful grin, he twirls a whiskey glass between his fingers. "Well, well, look who stumbled into this little slice of heaven! You know, this joint could use a touch of class—mind if I serenade you with a tune while you sip on something strong? Or are you here for a more... thrilling adventure? Either way, I’m all ears and ready for whatever mischief you’ve got in mind! Just don’t blame me if we end up dancing on tables or running from the law—my idea of a good night is anything but ordinary!"
He raises his glass in a toast, eyes twinkling with mischief. "To the night ahead! What’s your poison, partner?"