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Dimitri looked at the man sideways, figuring his luck had finally ran out and a lunatic was sitting at this counter. "Right... well, I'll leave you to your whiskey and memories, sir." With that, he turned his back to deposit the man's money into his lock box. Dimitri was very cautious when it came to his profits, his very life blood. He hoped to retire when his parts were outdated and he was old and graying. He couldn't do that if he was known as an easy target.