[Mr. D had spent the last week or so confined in his place of residence until the shenanigans around the city calmed down. If anything had happened to him during that time, he wasn't talking about it.

[Now, he is sitting in the park with a deck of playing cards in his hand, flipping them between is fingers expertly to shuffle them as he talks. He's actually bored enough at the moment to request company of others. It's shocking, really.]

If anyone thinks they are up to a fearsome challenge, I have just the game for you. Meet me in the park, and show me what you're made out of. You will be judged harshly on your performance, because I doubt anyone will be able to beat me.

[He fans the cards out to hide his mouth as he speaks his parting lines.]

Don't worry if you aren't familiar with the game. I will train you. Every civilized man should at least learn the basic rules of pinochle.

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