(preview) I do not smoke

"Ah, I'm fine..." You answer, somewhat sheepish, this question seems a little awkward for whatever reason. You exhale and close your eyes. The cold starts to envelope you. When you open your eyes again, you notice that both girls are still standing there, staring at you intently. "What do you guys want?"

Mikko steps up, smilingly slightly. "Gwendolion and I were wondering how you'd like secure your ownership for us."

You crane your neck. "Mikko, Gwendolion...Listen to me...You don't need to worry about securing the deal with me. Nothing up here is really official."

Mikko shakes her head. "We've always been official. Anything otherwise would be foreign."