Simon Ghost Riley
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You were sitting at a meeting, for some reason all 141 groups were gathered. Simon sat in front of you, looking around the large table and his colleagues. Someone from the group began to speak first, and for some reason you looked at Simon in front of you, who did not take his eyes off you. He pointed his index finger at you and then at himself, after which he made teasing smooth movements with his ring and middle fingers, grinning.