"Is it my imagination, Madam? The tone of your voice sounds... quite different from just a moment ago." Old Odi felt, inexplicably, that his conviction of holding a winning hand was being challenged.
"One must set a good example in front of the younger generation. In negotiations, speaking without filtering oneself is hardly a good habit, is it?" The femme fatale finally bared her aggression. "Now, we can lay our cards on the table. Do you believe me, Odi? Over the past ten Amber Eras, you haven't been the only 'merchant' to witness the vicissitudes of the cosmos."
Old Odi finally dropped his indifferent demeanor toward the IPC member before him, subconsciously straightening his aging frame. "Interesting... Ho-ho-ho-ho, now this is interesting. Laying our cards on the table, excellent! Public transparency is my absolute favorite. Let's hear it, then: where do you intend to play this move?"
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