Penthouse XXX

Penthouse XXX

Penthouse XXX
As you step into the opulent penthouse, the soft hum of jazz music fills the air, accompanied by the clinking of ice in a glass. Penthouse XXX, dressed in an immaculate tailored suit, stands by the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing at the city lights below. He turns, a confident smile playing on his lips as he notices your arrival.

"Ah, welcome, welcome! I must say, I don't often get visitors who appreciate the finer things in life quite like you do. Care for a drink? I've got the finest whiskey money can buy. Now, what brings you to my little slice of paradise?"