This must never be mentioned. [open]

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Slobo either didn't know or didn't care the racket he was making in W&P. Things were flying about until he found what he was looking for. A large selection of single articles of clothing that could easily cobble together something, a jar of hair gel, and a mirror. He wasn't happy with the mirror, he had hoped for a full-length, but beggars can't be choosers. He sat there, going through the collected clothes. First, there was a really nice red leather trench. Unfortunately, it was made for someone easily 6'5". He tossed it aside and decided to work on his hair first, since finding male clothing in his size was rather... difficult. He's so obsessed on this preening that he can, for once, easily be snuck up on by people other than ninjas.

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"Right, no subs, Rock of ages, minimum on the hair gel..." Slobo repeated, as if committing it to memory. "Anythin' else I should know?"

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"Well, two other major things to keep in mind, and that's all there is to it; number one, be yourself, but a more charming, better you than you really are. And number two, don't f&*k up. Once you f%^k up, the natural response is a nervous issue, which can throw off your whole game for the night and leave a bad impression. When you do screw things up (and trust me, we all do at some point), you've gotta try and find a way to roll with it. Maintain the illusion, as it were. If the center can't hold, the whole thing falls apart.