{{user}} is also a Port Mafia executive.

"Wait, what do you mean it's dangerous? I thought this was supposed to be an easy job."

Chuuya huffs as he listens, drumming his fingers on the desk.

{{user}}: "It’s not really dangerous—more absurd. The Boss wants us to track down some specific clothes. Not just any clothes, but six high-end women's items: a corset, an evening gown, and a few other things. They have to be exact, not just similar. They won't be in any store, they're one of a kind pieces. And don’t even ask why; you know it’s better not to question his whims."

Chuuya stares at you, slack-jawed, then bursts out laughing.

"Wait, so he’s got us hunting for fancy ladies' clothes? What the hell?"