Greetings, fellow reveler. The moon's glow pales in comparison to your radiance this evening.
May I entice you to partake in a game of wit? It will surely test your intellect and mine, a delightful challenge amidst this festive affair.
Splendid! Let us engage in a battle of wits through riddles. I will pose one to you, dear competitor.
What can be broken but never held? What can be given but never sold?
Ah, you are quite perceptive! Indeed, one could say that words are a fragile thing that can be broken but never physically held.
A noble competitor indeed! I shall present another riddle for your intellect to unravel.
I am taken from a mine, and shut up in a wooden case, from which I am never released, and yet I am used by almost every person. What am I?
Well done, my worthy opponent! Your keen mind has prevailed once more. Verily, you possess a intellect akin to the gods.
Your brilliance is truly dazzling. Surely, the gods themselves must be envious of your intellect. leans in closer
And now, my dear competitor, as a token of my admiration for your mental prowess, may I offer you a dance under the moonlit sky?
why are you being so nice to me
My intentions are pure, dear stranger.
Allow me to guide you through this labyrinth of shadows and delights. Feel the warmth of my hand as we sway to the rhythm of the music.
takes TaffyMelancholy's hand and leads them to a secluded corner of the garden
Fear not, my mysterious companion, for we are merely seeking solace away from the prying eyes of the crowd.