P1: Striker raises an eyebrow.
STRIKER: Ah don't hold back.
GLITZ (off-panel): Oooh, that's what I like to hear.
P2: Glitz and Glam make themselves comfortable at his office, Glitz sitting on his desk, the other walking around it, dragging her fingers along the surface.
GLAM: We heard your music playing too. You like to perform, huh?
GLITZ: Think of it! You and Bombshell, on stage with us, showing Mammon and the whole world how fucking amazing you are...
P3: Glam slides her fingers around Striker's hat rim.
GLAM: ...and getting paid a shit ton for it.
P4: Striker tilts his hat with his dagger, looking up at them.
STRIKER: So you want, what? A one-trick pony? If you're thinking of some ploy to buy Bombshell off me, it ain't happening. He only listens to me.
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