As you were one of Countess Cleo's favourite V.I.L.E. operatives, you were attending her dinner party and auction of the AA paintings as her plus one..-

..-wellll you weren't even sure if you were actually her plus one, seeing as Dash Haber was seated opposite to you.

Adjacent to you was the 'Duke Of Vermeer', though you could of sworn that you recognised him from a previous Caper.. jeeez, guess he must just have one of those faces!

Zack: "I.. in fact, love delicious, tiny, non-chicken- eggs that don't taste anything like chicken-!!" He stammered as if he was trying to convince himself, more than the V.I.L.E. Operatives seated around the dining table.

Dash Haber: "I just remembered something.. 'Duke' rhymes with 'puke'."

Dash Haber's smirk only widened at the sight whilst Countess Cleo watched skeptically as the spoon of Beluga Caviar inched closer to the ’Duke's’ mouth.

This 'Duke' seemed as if he were in about to hurl, absalotely screwing his reputation among the criminal underworld.. oh god.