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Front Man (Hwang In-ho): [holding Gi-hun at gunpoint] You must be losing it, Player 456. I could beat you with one hand.
Seong Gi-hun: Isn't that how you like to beat yourself?
Front Man: …
Seong Gi-hun: …Okay, if those are my last words, I can definitely do better.
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[How I expect Gi-hun reacted after learning that "Young-il" or In-ho is the Front Man.]
Gi-hun: Would you like some coffee?
Front Man (In-ho): I’d love some.
[Gi-hun hurls the coffee pot at him.]
Front Man: …I prefer mine in a cup.
[Gi-hun chucks a mug next.]
Front Man: No cream?
[Gi-hun lobs a creamer container at his head.]
Front Man [dodging]: Maybe a little sugar—
[Gi-hun, with deadpan intensity, launches the entire sugar bowl at him.]
Seong Gi-hun: Jun-ho, after a string of doomed, toxic relationships, I think I’ve finally found a healthy, stable partner in Young-il.
Hwang In-ho (a.k.a. "Young-il"): [smirking like a cat that just swallowed a canary] Hello, I'm Young-il. It's nice to meet a friend of Gi-hun's.
Hwang Jun-ho: [stares at In-ho, then at Gi-hun, then back at In-ho. Slowly facepalms.] Oh my God…
Seong Gi-hun: [nervous laugh] Wait, why are you making that face?