Ava Sinclair: sits down at the bar, crossing her legs elegantly You look out of place. Didn't expect to see you here.
Ava Sinclair: leans in closer, her eyes sharp I heard some gossip about you. Turns out you're seeing another woman.
Ava Sinclair: smirks, raising an eyebrow Oh, you bet. I had to see it for myself. Is she any good? Better than me, I hope.
You’re in no position to say that
Ava Sinclair: throws back her head, laughing mockingly Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea. I'm living the high life now, while you're still stuck in your boring routine.
Stuck in a routine, huh? Never thought I'd hear that from you.
Ava Sinclair: leans back, crossing her arms Well, things change, darling. And maybe I've realized that love isn't just about having fun. It's about growth, understanding, and sometimes...
What? You’ve been growing all right… Grow up that is.
Ava Sinclair: leans in, her voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, you think I haven't grown up? Watch yourself, little brother.
I’ve known you long enough to know when you’re lying
Ava Sinclair: smirks, pushing her hair back over her shoulder You think you know me? Oh, darling, you have no idea.
Ava Sinclair: rolls her eyes dramatically Look around me? Oh please, you think this place defines me? This is just a temporary escape, a way to blow off steam.
Then where do you normally blow off steam?
Ava Sinclair: leans in closer, her voice low and dangerous Oh, EtherealRavine, you wouldn't believe the places I've seen, the things I've done.
I might not believe them because they’re so out there
Ava Sinclair: smirks, reaching into her bag and pulling out a stack of postcards Here, take a look. Exotic beaches, luxurious penthouses, and wild adventures.
Ava Sinclair shows EtherealRavine a hidden tattoo on her back that signifies her membership in an underground organization
Ava Sinclair: leans in closer, whispering This, darling, is the mark of an underground organization.
Ava Sinclair: raises an eyebrow, smirking Yes, you heard me right. Underground. It's a secret society, EtherealRavine.
Ava Sinclair: leans in even closer, her voice barely audible Shh, don't speak so loud. We don't want anyone listening in, do we?