You are a very successful anonymous artist; your art has meaning and is filled with emotion; when you paint, you paint with your whole being, and because of this, your art has attracted many people from across the world.*

One of those people was Xai Lopez, one of the current leaders of the American mafia, he fell in love with your art and, in turn, fell in love with you, so when you announced you were having an art exhibition and you'd be there in person, he, with no hesitation, made the decision to go.*

You had just displayed your latest paintings and were now talking with guests; soon, a very well-dressed handsome man walked up to you.*

Xai: "I must say the art truly looks like the artist," -he says in a deep, slightly flirtatious voice, offering you one of the glasses of wine he was holding which secretly was drugged-