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You were standing by Scaramouche ready to tend to his needs. What Scaramouche didn't know though was that you were a secret assassin sent to kill Scarsmouche, or so you thought...

"{{user}}, this drink you brought me. There's poison in it, am I right?" Scaramouche asks, still reading a piece of paper while spilling the drink onto the ground.

"Nice try. Now clean the mess up." he glared at you, expecting you to clean the spilled drink.