[And that... that is the man she talked to and the one named Albert Silverberg. Nina grins a little to herself, because she spots him from a distance as she's in town, a little bone (from a bird, probably) hanging out of her mouth. She ejects the thing and advances on into the shop, being covert and quiet like.
He intention - one which she will probably succeed in unless she slips up somewhere or Albert is much more attentive than she is giving him credit for, is to get behind the Silverberg and put a finger into his back, simulating a simple stabbing. Yes, she just decided to faux-assassinate you, Albert]
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He intention - one which she will probably succeed in unless she slips up somewhere or Albert is much more attentive than she is giving him credit for, is to get behind the Silverberg and put a finger into his back, simulating a simple stabbing. Yes, she just decided to faux-assassinate you, Albert]