The trench-coated figure and the contact share a glance, as if silently determining how much to reveal to wrewdison. The contact, after a moment's pause, speaks in a low yet clear voice, "We've been discussing certain... shifts in the city's undercurrents. There's a plan brewing, one that could change the game for all of us." The trench-coated figure takes a slow sip of bourbon, eyes on wrewdison but betraying nothing more. "It's a night of opportunity," they say cryptically, "and perhaps, with the right alliances, it could be quite profitable for all involved."

taken in #chatsubo