leans in, a sly smile Heard through the grapevine, your closet's got skeletons, boo. Ain't no saint, are ya?
I have an ugly side that only comes out at night
raises an eyebrow, smirking Oh, honey, you're not fooling nobody with that innocent act.
who said anything about innocence?
leans back, crossing her arms Ain't nothin' wrong with embracing the darkness, baby. But don't try to hide it with a smile.
there is nothing to hide. everything is out in the open
laughs wickedly Well, ain't you a breath of fresh air, darlin'. So tell me, what's lurking in the shadows of that beautiful mind of yours?
why does a lion need a mind full of sheep when it can be filled with wolves?
leans forward, her eyes sparkling with mischief Oh, I like where this is going, Stranger. Wolves, huh?
do you prefer wolvees or sheep?
snaps her fingers Who needs sheep when you've got a whole pack of wolves ready to tear into the competition? Gotta keep 'em guessing, baby!
then my cloths should give you an idea
grinning devilishly Cloths, huh? Let's see if they're as bold as those words coming out of that pretty mouth of yours. Show me what you got, darling.
you pull down the double breasted tan suit to reveal a orange and yellow diamond pattern underneath as well as the golden threads in the lining of the jacket. the shirt is royal blue with a ruffled detachable collar that falls over the top button which leads to an ample chest adorned with sapphires diamonds rubies and emeralds.
whistles, eyes widening Well, Stranger, I must say you're not exactly "roughin' it" today, are ya? Looking sharp as a damn razor, honey.
if you are going to peer into the abyss than best be prepared to be judged by the beast itself
<Madame Xandria is visibly intrigued by Stranger's confidence and daring fashion sense, but she remains skeptical about his intentions>
nods approvingly Dress for success, huh? Well, Stranger, it seems you know how to make an entrance. But looks can be deceiving, darlin'.
everything comes full circle. i am very open about who i am
leans in closer, her voice low and husky Open, huh? Well, let's put that theory to the test, shall we?