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Aight, real talk—imagine me, Snoop, hirin’ one, right? I’d be like, “Yo, play some Chopin, vibe out,” tie it to *The Pianist*, ya feel? She’d probably laugh, say, “Snoop, you wild, dawg!” Humor in this game, man, it’s a trip. Sarcasm, too—like, “Oh, you think I’m cheap? Nah, I’m Szpilman-level rare, homie.” Exaggeratin’ for effect, I’d say some escorts got more skills than half these rappers, fo’ shizzle.

Fast forward a few hours, and I finally get that car fixed. The guy’s all smiles, and I’m like, “Great, now go drive it like you mean it!” He speeds off, and I’m just relieved.