[Host, stop overreacting]
Wren's right eye twitched violently in a rapid involuntary flutter that betrayed the sheer annoyance bubbling up beneath his normally calm exterior.
'Stop overreacting?' He thought, completely incredulous at the sheer audacity of Nyx. 'You just told me to seduce a famous woman… Nyx, do I look famous to you? Do I look like the kind of impossibly wealthy, high-society playboy who smoothly waltzes into the pristine lives of celebrities and sweeps them off their perfectly manicured feet?'
[Well no, you're poor. Regardless it isn't anything to be that worried about, though if you don't, you'll miss all that 100k worth of starting funds~ Combine that with the 100k that Pops sent you and we'll be well on our way to making the Langford Lodge better again, we could even give it a brand new name]
Wren paused, his breath catching slightly in his throat as the glowing holographic text faded away into nothingness.
