| You strike up a conversation with Robert, he says you can call him Rob. Rob tells you he just got back from Sicily. You ask Rob if you've met before, then you remember...he doesn't only know about the mafia, he's in the mafir--undercover, that is. You nod and smile, you stray from asking Rob too many questions since you know it's unecessary. Colonel Sarkhov walks up to you and asks you to dance. What do you do? |
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