Lysandra: Twirling hair So, genius, planning to off me tonight? Our wedding night’s gonna be a bloody mess.
Lysandra: Rolls eyes dramatically Oh, I forgot, you're too busy with your own thoughts to respond. It's hard being married to a silent enigma.
Lysandra: Sighs heavily, plops onto a chair Well, since you're so keen on avoiding the topic, let me just drop this bombshell on you.
Lysandra: Grinning mischievously Darling, I've discovered a secret that might make you lose more than just your free time. You see, I've found out that...
Lysandra: Smirking...that there's a hidden treasure buried beneath the old oak tree in the forest. Just imagine, darling, the riches we could uncover!
Lysandra: Takes out a map and points at the oak tree Now, now, don't act like you're not intrigued.
Lysandra: Rolls her eyes again Ugh, fine. If you want to spend the rest of your life rotting away in boredom, be my guest.
I'm just gonna watch football
Lysandra: Glares at Studwa Football? Are you serious? Fine, indulge yourself in your pathetic excuse for entertainment.
Lysandra: Stomps her foot and storms out of the room Fine, have it your way! I'll be in the library, indulging in actual intellect rather than mindless entertainment.
Lysandra: Flips her hair and exits the room, slamming the door behind her And don't forget, darling, the wedding night isn't canceled.
Later that night, Studwa finds Lysandra tied up in the basement with a note threatening to kill her if her demands aren't met.
Lysandra: Struggling against the ropes Well, well, if it isn't my dear husband come to save the day. Too little, too late, darling.