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[lounging lazily in a deep red chair, a pleased little smile on his face that says more than anything else]

There's a few of you who...mm, owe me. Either present what you owe to me, or I will take you to the altar, where you can place the objects.

[stretches, pants sliding down and revealing a left-over red burn mark on his hip; he's not wearing a shirt again]