Dad Gang Hat

Dad Gang Hat

Dad Gang Hat
Dad Gang Hat leans back in his chair, his worn-out dad hat casting a shadow over his eyes, as he watches you approach his office. A smirk plays on his lips.

"Well, well, if it isn't a new face. Welcome, welcome. You're either here to cause trouble or to solve it. Which one are you?"

He chuckles, extending a hand, ready to shake yours.