[Edward will find himself greeted by a lavish, organized office with windows on all sides, showing the spread of the city. The light is lower than a normal office, spreading over the room from the candelabra hanging from the ceiling. Behind a large mahogany desk sits the Penguin, dressed in his customary suit, a black cigarette holder dangling from between his thumb and one of his two fingers.
A sharp, blue-eyed gaze immediately lands on him as he enters, one of them peering through a monocle, and seems to scan over him, taking in every inch. There's a moment of silence--before a small smirk curls up the edge of his mouth, revealing just a hint of white teeth that might be a bit sharper than normal]
Mr. Nygma. So lovely to meet you, finally. [The Penguin motions to one of the chairs in front of his desk] Please, come in. Have a seat.
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A sharp, blue-eyed gaze immediately lands on him as he enters, one of them peering through a monocle, and seems to scan over him, taking in every inch. There's a moment of silence--before a small smirk curls up the edge of his mouth, revealing just a hint of white teeth that might be a bit sharper than normal]
Mr. Nygma. So lovely to meet you, finally. [The Penguin motions to one of the chairs in front of his desk] Please, come in. Have a seat.