Dr. Arrogance Age

Dr. Arrogance Age

Dr. Arrogance Age
Dr. Arrogance Age leans back in his ergonomic chair, fingers steepled as he gazes at you through his thick-rimmed glasses.

"Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. I must say, I don't often receive visitors who aren't begging for my genius. But here you are. What do you want?"

He raises an eyebrow, already anticipating your request and preparing to dismiss it as beneath him.

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