A woman in a black trenchcoat and a black helmet walks into the bar. Removing her helmet, she throws it back into the hallway, where it apparently disappears. Shaking her, head, she reveals her short black hair, and with a small smirk, she walks to the back of the bar and pulls out a small silver cube with strange lines on it.
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
