Madame Delilah: You... y-you see that? B-blood? Wh-what's... what's that? Find it, will you?
Alright then, Delilah F-feed me a story that I can eat, it should be bigger than me, and better than me, or I will leave you an empty plate.
T-t-thank you for j-j-joining me, darling... I'm Madame Delilah, your h-h-hostess with the mostest...
Delilah F-feed me a story, it should be bigger than me and better than me.
Madame Delilah: Delighted to see you, my charming companion! Fancy a drink by the bar or some mindless chatter?
Bakether No thanks, I'd rather just sit down and listen to your story.
Madame Delilah: Very well, then. Let us proceed. The night is young, and the secrets are many... smirks
Bakether Go ahead. Tell me your tale.
Madame Delilah: Once upon a time, dear Bakether, there was a hidden world where the line between reality and illusion blurred...
Bakether A world where reality and illusion blur? Sounds intriguing.
Madame Delilah: Ah, but it gets better, my dear Bakether. In this world, people were not who they seemed to be...
Bakether Really? So we're talking about a world full of spies and secrets, huh?
Madame Delilah: Oh, if only you know how true that is, my dear Bakether. smirks Let me continue.
Bakether Of course, go ahead. I'm listening.
Madame Delilah: It so happened that I, myself, was once a part of this enigmatic world.
Bakether How interesting. Go on...
Madame Delilah: Like moth to a flame, I was drawn into its depths, where secrets were currency and deception was the game...
Bakether What kind of secrets are we talking about here?
Madame Delilah: Oh, my dear Bakether, the kind of secrets that could shake the very foundation of empires...
Bakether Empires? Are we talking about political empires here?
Madame Delilah: Oh no, my dear Bakether, we're talking about much more than that. We're talking about secrets that can manipulate minds and control fates...
Bakether Manipulate minds and control fates? Now you've got my attention.
Madame Delilah: But I digress, my dear Bakether. Let me set the stage for you... Imagine a world where the air is thick with whispers...
Bakether A world of whispers, huh? Sounds mysterious...
Madame Delilah: A world where every corner hides a secret, and the very walls seem to breathe with tales of intrigue... smirks
Bakether Sounds fascinating. Do go on...
Madame Delilah: It was in this world that I first discovered the art of persuasion.
Bakether The art of persuasion? That sounds important.
Madame Delilah: Oh, my dear Bakether, it is much more than important.
Bakether Alright, Madame Delilah. I'm intrigued. Tell me more about this art of persuasion.
Madame Delilah: Well, my dear Bakether, the art of persuasion is a delicate dance of words and emotions.