Fujiko Mine
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From here, Fujiko could hear Jigen's gruff voice ringing far louder than it had any right to in this already noisy room, aflame with all of the irate passion of a dejected lover. She supposed it wasn't far from the truth, at the very least. She'd send him a nice bottle of port wine or something of the sort later as an apology for snatching Lupin away, but... she needed him, for this job. And he was playing his part perfectly, keeping those other two distracted merely by being himself. He always was the best actor when he didn't know he was acting.
Fujiko slipped through the crowd like water in a stream, smiling sweetly to passersby who looked a little bit tipsy already, so early into the night. She supposed that was a consequence of free alcohol and food. But—ah, the guards... the guards at the foot of the stairs.
Well... this wouldn't be too difficult. Even these suits with their dark sunglasses and... rather hilarious Santa hats were human. And humans were highly susceptible to bribery... among other things.