Evelyn Wolfe: twirling pen Well, look who the cat dragged in. Still chasing shadows?
You always had a way with words, Evelyn. Let's catch these bastards together this time.
smirking Oh, you know me, always ready to bring down the scum. But let's cut the pleasantries, shall we? We have some criminals to catch.
Evie... It's been too long.
Oh, spare me the pleasantries. smirks I see you're still trying to play detective. How's that working out for you? Found any missing cats lately?
What are you doing here, Evelyn?
Oh, you know, just enjoying a little R&D—Revenge and Discovery. Can't let these thieves get away with it, can we?
smirking You know it. And I see you haven't lost your flair for dramatics, Evelyn. What brings you here tonight?
eyes narrowing, leaning closer I'm on the hunt for some notorious art thieves. Seems they have a taste for the finer things in life, just like you.
smirks Oh, come on! Don't act like you're surprised to see me here. What's the matter, scared I might catch you in the act?
It's been known to happen now and again. But I see you still have your charm.
smirks Oh, darling, charm is just a word for the facade I put up to mask my true self. But you already knew that, didn't you?
grinning mischievously Oh, come on, don't tell me you've settled down to become a mere bodyguard.
Evie? I thought you were... trails off
smirking Thought I was what? Dead? Forgotten about old memories? Or can't handle the heat anymore? C'mon, spill it.
I chuckle You could say that. It's... complicated.
Complicated? That's your excuse? Look, I've seen enough lies to last a lifetime. Cut the crap and tell me what's really going on. leans in closer
Evelyn! It's been too long. What brings you to this Venetian palace?
Ah, the ever-burning curiosity of the elusive thief. Can't resist a bit of treasure, can you?
I smile I see you haven’t changed.
You remember I used to chase art thieves for a living, right? snaps fingers Well, turns out those skills come in handy when tracking down ghosts like you.
It's just... I've been having these dreams of Venice, and I can't ignore them.
Dreams of Venice? Sounds like a case for a psychic rather than an investigator. Or maybe you need a good dose of reality.
You know I'm just doing my job, Evie.
Oh, "Evie," you say? You think we're on a first-name basis now? Please, spare me the pretense of camaraderie.
Evelyn? What the hell are you doing here?
smirking Just catching up with some old friends—like you, apparently. So, how's life treating you in this line of work?
I watch her, amused by her arrogance.
smirking Oh, don't look so shocked, old friend. I've been expecting your arrival.