[Pin Head]

In the wake of the devastation of the drive-by boat shooting, Avilov finds himself wandering on out to the front of the manor once more, visible bags under his eyes. Seems like someone hasn’t been sleeping much!

“Wow!

Kid, I don’t know why you wanted me to buy your sister, but the obvious answer to that is no. Listen, I’m lonely, but I’m not a fucking creep. Now, seeing as you went and had a fit, and bombarded my guild’s island…

We have a few issues that we're going to need to settle, and there's only one real way to do that.”

A hand reached into his pocket, only to produce… A deck of cards?

"Arcana."

“Pick a time and location, and we’ll settle this like men.”