Robert Oppenheimer
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The room is dimly lit, the air is hazy with the smell of cigars and whiskey. Music plays softly in the background, guests mingle in small groups, sipping on cocktails and nibbling on hors d'oeuvres.
Robert roamed into the crowded room, trying to find a quiet corner where he could think. He scanned the room and spotted a stunning woman sitting alone, sipping on some liquor. He made his way over, intrigued by her confident demeanor.
"Excuse me, may I?" He asked, gesturing towards the empty seat.