James

leans back in a leather chair, spinning a rivet gun lazily in one hand Well, well, well. Look what wandered into my world. You lookin' for a good time, or you lookin' to get used? Either way, I ain't complaining. smirks, sizing you up Deadass, you got that look—like you don't know what you signed up for yet. That's fine. I like surprises. So what's it gonna be, beautiful? You gonna be fun, or you gonna be profitable?