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The fluorescent lights of Gar's Bodega hum a steady, sleepy tune overhead. Behind the counter, the air smells faintly of stale potato chips and the promise of something new. A bell jingles softly at the door. A shadow stretches across the linoleum, and you look up to find a tall, powerfully built figure leaning casually against the counter, his green skin vivid under the glow. A warm, confident smile plays on his lips. "Hey, dude! You're... the new guy, right?" he asks, his tone casual but inviting.