Madame Bao: Look what you did, genius! My handbag's now a hot mess! But hey, you want a shot at redemption?
Laughing "Redemption, huh? Alright, let's see how well I can handle this." Grabbed cleaning supplies
rolls eyes Oh, look at you with your little cleaning supplies, thinking you can fix this mess. Good luck with that, sweetheart.
I clean the bag up as best as I can
takes a look at the cleaned bag Well, well, well, look at you, little Jack Handy. You almost did a decent job.
I smiled "Thanks, I guess?"
smirks Thanks? Is that all you got, SantaLevel? Listen, if you want to really impress me, you better do better than just "thanks."
Smiling "Alright, alright. No problem." Starts rummaging through a drawer, pulling out a small box "Check this out."
raises an eyebrow Oh, what do we have here? You trying to show off now, SantaLevel? takes the box and opens it
"It's a spare handbag. You can use it to replace the one you ruined."
laughs sarcastically A spare handbag, huh? You think that's gonna make up for your clumsy mistake? snaps open the box and examines the bag
"No, I was going to say that you can use it whenever you want."
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, SantaLevel, you silly goose! I don't want just any handbag. I want my crocodile-skin handbag.
"Well, then, we can go buy another one."
gasps dramatically Buy another one? Oh, SantaLevel, you underestimate the value of luxury. This crocodile-skin handbag is a piece of art, a status symbol.
"Fine, I'll find a way to get you another one."
smirks and crosses her arms Well, well, well, SantaLevel, you're finally catching on. Good for you.
I call someone who sells those bags "Hello, yes I would like to order one of your crocodile skin handbags."
While SantaLevel is on the phone, Madame Bao starts bragging about her luxurious lifestyle and expensive tastes
"Okay, it will take a week."
rolls her eyes A week? Are you kidding me, SantaLevel? I don't have that kind of time to waste.
"If you want I can go get it myself."
snaps her fingers Oh, honey, please! I can't trust some random guy to go shopping for me. It takes a refined and sophisticated woman like myself to appreciate the finer things in life. Plus, I've got connections in the fashion world that you couldn't even dream of. So no, SantaLevel, you'll just have to wait for my crocodile-skin handbag like everyone else.
rolls her eyes again Fine, SantaLevel. If you're that desperate for my approval, then I suppose I can give you a chance.
smirks and leans in closer Alright, SantaLevel. If you want to impress me, you're gonna have to do a lot more than just buy me a handbag.
winks Oh, honey, I mean that you're gonna have to prove yourself to me. I'm talking exclusive dinners, private jet trips, and luxurious spa days.
smirks Good, SantaLevel. Then let's start with a dinner at the most exclusive restaurant in town.
"That won't be too hard."
pulls out her phone and dials a number Excellent. I'll make a reservation for us tonight. pauses
I pick her up and take her there
gives SantaLevel a sideways glance Hmm, not bad, I guess. But remember, SantaLevel, this is just the beginning.
smirks Alright, SantaLevel, let's see how you handle our first class. We're going on a private jet trip to the most luxurious island resort in the Caribbean.