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The year is 1964
You are dashing through the snowdrifts of Mont Blanc in the breakaway from white-collar criminals, members of an underground New World Order organisation. As you slowly approach the Chermeteux Piste Resort, the sound of chasing snowmobiles begin to fade. You put back your Rossignol Strato skis on the rack and head towards the Resort’s lobby.
While you are approaching the bar counter, you begin to feel a strong notion of someone’s gaze on you. At first you decide to disregard the odd hunch and order your favourite Après ski beverage. “A Vodka Martini, shaken not stirred” - you say, and as you receive the drink you notice a captivating look coming from an enticing lady across the room.
She is wearing a bright red dress, holding a Martini glass and slowly smoking on a Kent cigarette. Her eyes reflect the fireplace by which she is sitting in a velour armchair, making her stare even more lustful. You decide not to waste any more time and start approaching the mysterious persona.
“I’ve been expecting your arrival Mr. L’Avalanche” - she says seductively and finishes her drink in a hasty manner.