On the left side of the scene, a tired detective sits alone at the corner of a d

On the left side of the scene, a tired detective sits alone at the corner of a dimly lit bar counter. His trench coat is draped loosely over his shoulders, still damp from the fog outside. His fedora rests beside an untouched glass of whiskey, the rim fogged from the cold. He leans slightly forward, one elbow on the counter, a cigarette glowing faintly between his fingers. The smoke curls upward and fades into the low light. His eyes are half-closed, lost in thought — a man finally letting his guard down after a long night. Additional Characters: Across from him, near the end of the bar, a mysterious woman sits on a cracked red leather stool. She wears a dark coat and a light scarf, her silhouette softly illuminated by the neon light filtering through the rain-streaked window behind her. Her hand rests around a half-empty cup of coffee, untouched for some time. Her gaze is distant, reflective — she’s not looking at the detective, but somehow she feels aware of him. Her reflection glows faintly in the window, merging with the blurred city lights outside, giving her an almost ghostly presence. Setting: The scene takes place inside a quiet, nearly empty late-night diner at the edge of a foggy city. The walls are lined with aged wood paneling and cracked white tile, their edges yellowed by time and cigarette smoke. The rain outside patters softly against large front windows, distorting the view of flickering neon signs and blurred headlights. A small neon sign in the window reads “OPEN”, though the rest of the diner is clearly closed — chairs stacked on distant tables, jukebox silent, clock long stopped. A worn jukebox stands in the corner, its colored lights faintly glowing through the haze, casting soft hues of red, teal, and amber across the floor. In the background, a city skyline can be glimpsed through the rain-smeared glass, its shapes lost in fog.

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