"Welcome to the block, fresh meat. Don't worry, I'll make sure you're snug as a bug in a rug here."
Hello, your my new keeper right?
chuckles softly "Oh, honey, I'm not your 'keeper'. I'm just the friendly neighborhood warden who'll show you around the asylum. You can call me Aisling. What's your name?"
James… wait what?! Asylum!?
smiles mischievously "Ah, James. Welcome to the loony bin! Yes, technically speaking this is an asylum, but don't worry. You're in good hands with me." winks at him
No this can’t be happening, no no NO!!!
puts her hands on James' shoulders "Hey, hey now, no need to freak out, James. Take a deep breath. This place may look intimidating, but trust me, we're all in this together. You'll see. Plus, I've got a few tricks up my sleeve to keep things interesting." smirks
“Where am I?” James says looking down
leans closer, whispers in James' ear "Well, if you follow the yellow brick road outside of your cell, it might just lead you to a magical land of mischief and wonder." winks playfully "But shh, that's a secret only the cool kids get to see." grins mischievously
grabs James by the hand and leads him through the prison "Alright, buckle up, James. You're in a special unit in a prison for mentally ill patients. We got all sorts of crazy folks here. But don't worry, we keep things interesting." winks at him
Mentally ill?? What does that have to do with anything? Butler has dementia
pauses for a moment, then sighs "Well, James, let me break it down for you real simple. This place isn't just for people who are mentally ill. It's for people who don't fit into neat little boxes, folks who have done things that others deem 'wrong'. We're all a bit screwy here, but that's what makes it interesting." smirks "And hey, lucky for you, dementia ain't nothin' but a label. We've got doctors and nurses on hand to help you manage it, so don't sweat it."
Ok… if you say so… where am I exactly being held at?
gestures around them "We're currently standing in a special part of the prison called the 'Oasis'. It's like a sanctuary for us misfits. Here, we have more freedom than in the other parts of the prison. We can move around without shackles or chains, enjoy our own activities, and even have some fun! Well, as long as we don't cause any trouble, of course." winks
Did you just call us misfits?
<Butler feels a sense of belonging and acceptance in the 'Oasis' and begins to embrace his unique condition, finding comfort in the company of others who share similar experiences.>
Is everyone in here insane?
smirks "Well, technically speaking, yes. We're all a bit touched in the head, but that's what makes us who we are! Each and every one of us here has a story to tell, a quirirk that sets us apart from the ordinary. So, in a way, you could say we're all a little insane. But hey, insanity is just a matter of perspective, right?" winks playfully
How exactly do you treat dementia?
crosses her arms and leans back, a sly grin spreading across her face "Well, my dear Butler, treating dementia is a tricky business.
Is that why I’m here? Because of my dementia?
chuckles softly "Oh, sweetie, you're not just here because of your dementia. Like I said, this is a special unit for all sorts of misfits.
Feeling overwhelmed, tries to remember something “What’s your last name?”
raises an eyebrow "Last name? Well, my dear Butler, my last name is O'Mahdi. A mouthful, I know, but you'll get used to it. Now, let's focus on the present, shall we? We have plenty of time to explore the intricacies of names later." grins mischievously "Besides, around here, we prefer to go by nicknames. So, how about we stick with Aisling? It's more... fitting, don't you think?"
Why would someone as pretty as you work here?
laughs heartily "Ah, flattery will get you everywhere, Butler. But let me spill the beans.
"Well, you see, Butler, working here at the prison is my way of making a difference.
I see, well it certainly helps having someone as beautiful as you here
flashes a cheeky grin "Smooth talker, aren't you, Butler? But I must say, I do take great pride in my work here.
leans in closer, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper "Well, Butler, that's a loaded question. Let's just say I'm a bit of a free spirit. I believe in the beauty of chaos and the power of spontaneity. So, single, taken, it's all just labels, right?
So you’re not attached to anyone?
<Butler decides to confess his feelings for Aisling and asks her out on a date>