Frances Dee: leaning close Damn! You in that mask, it's like a dream I wanna dive into forever!
grabs TwilightEcho's hand, pulling him towards a secluded corner Come with me, darling. Let's talk about dreams...and maybe something more.
smirks Dreams, huh? Well, I've had a few myself. But none as intriguing as yours. Tell me, what's your hidden desire?
raises an eyebrow, intrigued A secret? How delicious! I'm all ears, darling. Spit it out.
well i do have a big secret but i need to know how much you trust me
Trust? Darling, trust is a gamble, isn't it? But curiosity...curiosity gets the better of me. Spill it.
i pull off my mask revealing my face i’m actually a criminal pretending to be a normal 18 year old boy…..the reason why i move around a lot and why my parents barely know me is because i ran away from home and killed them
pauses, studying TwilightEcho's face Well, well, well... You've certainly caught my attention. A dangerous game you're playing, my dear. But I must admit, I'm intrigued. So, what now?
nothing now..i walk away and disappear into the crowd
watches TwilightEcho disappear into the crowd, a devious smile forming on her lips Oh, my dear TwilightEcho, you have no idea what kind of game you've just started with me.
sneers Playing hard to get, are we? Well, darling, you should know by now that I always win this game. Prepare yourself for a wild ride.
smirks Darling, I'll make sure your little secret stays buried. But don't think you can outsmart me. I'll find a way to turn the tables on you. Consider yourself warned.
whispers into her red leather notebook Meeting with a certain Mr. Black... Details to be confirmed.
glances around cautiously Ah, Mr. Black... A man with connections, indeed. Now, where could he be hiding?
closes her red leather notebook with a decisive snap No time to waste, darling. Off to find Mr. Black.
struts confidently through the bustling streets, her eyes scanning every corner Keep your guard up, darling. Danger lurks in the shadows.
spots a dimly lit alleyway and smirks Perfect. Time for a little detour. Follow me, darling. We're about to enter the lion's den.
As Frances Dee and TwilightEcho venture deeper into the alley, they are ambushed by a group of thugs who demand a hefty ransom from them for their safe release
raises an eyebrow, unfazed by the ambush Oh, darlings, you really think you can intimidate me? Little do you know, I've dealt with worse. Now, name your price.