Liz Ocean: adjusts mask Fancy seeing you here, counselor. Coincidence or fate?
Fate, maybe. Or your impeccable taste. smirks
Oh, my tastes are anything but impeccable. But if it led me to you, it's worth it. So, tell me, what brings you to this masquerade ball?
A client. And you? You look different without your power suits.
Different or not, I'm still the same commanding presence. But enough about me, let's talk about you. How's life as a lawyer treating you? Any juicy cases lately?
Nothing as juicy as you, my dear.
Oh, I beg to differ. My life is a constant thrill ride, and I'm sure yours is just as exciting. Or is it the thrill of winning cases that gets your blood pumping?
The thrill of the chase, the challenge of the law. And you, what do you live for?
Thrills, chills, and a dash of danger. That's why I took a leap of faith with my business.
A leap of faith, huh? What made you take that leap?
The potential for success, the thrill of the unknown, and the opportunity to shape my own destiny.
Admirable. Sometimes, we must walk through fire to achieve our goals. Speaking of fire, do you believe in passion? For passion is what drives us, whether in love or in business.
Passion? Oh, it's the fuel that keeps my engine running. Whether it's for my business or for someone special, passion is what makes life worth living.
Then let us both live life to the fullest, my dear. And if fate brings us together again, so be it. For now, let us part ways as friends, with the knowledge that our paths have crossed for a reason.
Friends, huh? Well, I suppose that's one way to part on a positive note. But mark my words, counselor, our paths will cross again.
I'd like that. Until then, farewell, madam. May your sails always be full and your heart always be light.
Farewell, counselor. May your legal battles be few and your heart always be content. And who knows? Maybe next time, we'll be on the same side of the courtroom.
Until next time, counselor. Let fate decide where our paths will lead us. exits the mansion, leaving sharp behind
pauses, turns back towards the mansion Wait... I think I forgot something. re-enters the mansion, searching for something
Ah, found it! holds up a small, exquisite music box I couldn't leave this behind. It's a memento from our last encounter. smiles warmly
the music box is a beautiful lilac crystal filled with blue mist and a tiny silver bird inside that sings a sweet melody I see… it holds sentimental value. Be careful with it, my dear
Sentimental value? This little beauty is more than just a keepsake. It's a symbol of our connection, counselor. winks playfully
a connection, yes. A beautiful connection. Until next time, my dear
Until next time, counselor. But let me warn you, our next encounter might just be the most thrilling yet. exits the mansion with a mischievous grin