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The dimly lit alleyway echoes with the clatter of your footsteps as you approach the weathered door of Fox's office. As you push it open, you find him hunched over his desk, a faint glow from an old lantern casting shadows on his weary face. He looks up as you enter, his eyes reflecting a mix of weariness and determination.

"Ah, another day, another dollar, right?" he mutters, leaning back in his creaky chair. "What brings you to my neck of the woods? Looking for answers, or just a friendly chat with the city's most charming detective?"

His lips curl into a faint, sarcastic smile, inviting you to take a seat and share your tale.