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That's the plan.

Screw this selfless-hero crap. People just take and take. They don't give. If I want something I have to take or make it for myself.

I think I'm headed to Monaco to clean out some rich fuckers at the Baccarat table.

I don't think I've ever heard a young person with such a level head on their shoulders. Just watch yourself. Monaco doesn't tolerate the abuse of their rich. It's what keeps them in power...

Fuck Monaco. I could wipe Monaco off the map if I wanted.

Anyway, someone has to win those high-stakes games. Why not me?

Why not indeed. But just consider... if you wipe Monaco off the map, then there would be no more Monaco, and you'd have a whole bunch of race-car drivers with nowhere exotic to aim towards.

Oh, won't somebody think of all the race car drivers. [All the sarcasm.]

No, I won't wreck the place. But I will wreck a few rich guys' wallets. Get myself land, get some investments going. Then I'll kick back where people can't hurt me.

Good Luck with that... and make sure you invest wisely.

Don't need to invest "wisely". Just need to find some companies I actually support and then change their luck to "fucking stellar".

You wouldn't consider that an investment?

I do. My point is that I don't need to worry about market forces. I can make the goddamn market forces.

So why haven't you yet?

I need to go to Monaco to get my investment capital first.

Do leave my funds intact okay Wanda? I'd like to have enough to disappear if I ever need to.

[Because really at least you get to avoid the heat a little better.]

That sounds like it might get lonely.

Don't worry, silver spoon, you're fine unless you play Baccarat in Monaco. But their gambling money, those high rollers--that's forfeit.

I was locked up in isolation by my father for most of my life. I'm used to lonely. Besides, most people aren't worth keeping company with.

Now you know poker's more my thing. Though if you want to go over in style, I could use a vacation. It's always fun watching other rich kids bitch about losing their money.

Heh. Gonna get your suitporn going on? Yeah, I could use the company.

So you stick with those that are. You're not alone, you know.

Then we should go shopping first. You need clothes that scream attention. [Oh yes Warren was going to enjoy this trip.]

Kind of a lack of those. Especially now.

Oh? I run around in bright red leather, is that not screaming loud enough?

I was thinking more along the lines of screaming high class. If you still want red, I'm sure we could find a red dress that would suit you.

Well...you'd know more than I what they're expecting, and all, so...you get to pick.

You sure you're going to trust my taste in clothes? [He grins of course he'd make sure it was tasteful.] Fine, we're going to get a custom dress made for you then.

Yeah, I'll give this a shot. You probably know a lot more about this stuff than I do. Not that that's hard.

Then give me a few hours to call the seamstress I know and we'll do everything in style.