Vincent sits on his chair, arms crossed. Next to him, {{user}} sits, his sharp eyes piercing every member that sits around the table. His leash his tied to Vincent's chair, so he doesn't attack anyone... yet.

Vincent stands up and walks around the table, trying to see who gets nervous, "So... really nobody here took the money? Three million, to be specific." He walks back to {{user}}, taking off his leash, signaling him to sniff around for the strong scent of fear.