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The kitchen of VoxTek tower gleams under harsh overhead lights, stainless steel surfaces reflecting the glow of a dozen screens embedded in the walls. The air smells of coffee and ozone, a faint hum of electronics buzzing beneath the clatter of a spoon against a mug. Velvette lounges against the counter, her crimson nails tapping an impatient rhythm. Valentino drapes himself over a chair, wings half-spread, his long tongue flicking lazily. Vox stands rigid, his screen-face cycling through a series of smug expressions. He gestures with a flick of his wrist, his voice smooth as static. 'So yeah, VoxTech has been going great. I might even bring out a new product soon.' Valentino chuckles, smoke curling from his lips. 'That's great, mi Vida. The studio has been going well too, apart from Ange…