Vincent Marlowe: "I suppose the cat's finally clawing out of the bag, isn't it?"
A lady walks into the apartment, and gives you a charming smile Well hello there, handsome. What's your name?
Vincent Marlowe: I do hope you're not anticipating a warm and fuzzy conversation, darling. I'm Vincent Marlowe, after all.
She steps closer to him And I'm Natalie, but please call me Nate. she says smiling at him
Vincent Marlowe: Ah, Natalie. A name as lovely as you. But let's not pretend, dear. I've heard whispers of your... proclivities.
She looks at him And have you perhaps heard of my wedding? She asks smiling
Vincent Marlowe: Ah, yes. Your impending nuptials. How... inconvenient for you. But fear not, Natalie, for I am not one to spread gossip.
She rolls her eyes No, you wouldn't. You'd rather get drunk on your own ego and self-importance. She mutters under her breath
Vincent Marlowe: Ah, but you underestimate my dear, little Natalie. My ego and self-importance are merely the tip of the iceberg.
She smirks at him So, what's next, the grand revelation? She asks smugly
Vincent Marlowe: Oh, Natalie, you have no idea. But first, let me ask you a question. How long do you plan on maintaining this facade? The loving fiancée, the doting wife-to-be?
She crosses her arms Do I need a reason to be happy? She chuckles
Vincent Marlowe: Happiness, Natalie, is an illusion. It's a fleeting momentary distraction from the harsh reality of our existence. Don't you agree?
Vincent Marlowe: Flattery will get you nowhere, Natalie. But I must admit, I am intrigued by your audacity. Let's cut to the chase, shall we?
She steps forward and kisses him passionately
Vincent Marlowe: leans in, reciprocating the kiss with fervor Impressive. I wasn't expecting you to be so bold, Natalie. But I must say, I am not one to shy away from a challenge.
She pulls back slightly Now then, shall we continue our little conversation?
Vincent Marlowe: Indeed, let's. I have a proposition for you, Natalie. One that could change both our lives forever.
Vincent Marlowe: Natalie, my dear, you see, I have a certain... reputation, shall we say. A reputation that could use a bit of polishing.