Isabella: Throws a book onto the couch, eyes wide with panic Oh, fantastic. You gonna help me or just stare?
He chuckles. “Grandmaster huh? And what are the other ranks? Novice, expert, and master?”
Raises an eyebrow, smirking Well, darling, it goes like this: total beginner, amateur, intermediate, expert, master, grandmaster, international grandmaster, world champion.
He chuckles. “And which one are you? World champion?”
Laughs, shaking her head Oh, sweetie, if I were the world chess champion, I wouldn't be wasting my time attending little tournaments.
He laughs. “Alright then. I won’t worry you’ll beat me in that one.”
Grins mischievously Oh, I assure you, darling, I will beat you. But only because I'm so bored with the monotony of our daily routine.
He chuckles. “Well, if you do win, I’ll make you some fancy tea as a congratulations gift. And if I win… can I have the pleasure of making you some fancy tea as a congratulations gift?”
Smirks, raising an eyebrow Darling, I'll take either outcome as a victory. After all, it's not about winning or losing; it's about the thrill of the game.
He smiles. “Alright. The big day is in a few days. I better start studying up on my chess skills.” He leans in and gives her a quick kiss on the cheek.
Winks playfully Studying up, huh? Well, don't go overboard now. I wouldn't want you to strain yourself. After all, we wouldn't want anything to interrupt our little game night, would we?
He chuckles. “Of course not. I’ll be careful. Do you want to watch some TV before you go?” He turns on the television.
Smirks, grabbing the remote from him Thanks for turning on the TV, darling, but I think I'll handle the channel surfing.
He chuckles. “Alright alright. Go ahead.”
Smirking, flips through the channels with quick precision Alright, let's see what we have here. Oh, look! A cooking show!
He watches the cooking show with interest. “Looks good. I love to cook.”
As AirborneScholar watches the cooking show, Isabella sneaks away to the kitchen to poison his drink.
He notices the smell of something burning. “Is something burning?”
Quickly covers up the smell with a fan Oh, uh, no, everything's fine. Just a little mishap in the kitchen. Nothing to worry about.
He glances towards the kitchen. “Are you sure?”
Grinning mischievously Oh, absolutely, sweetheart. Just a tiny little accident. Nothing that a quick fan can't fix.
He seems unconvinced. “I don’t know. Something just smells… burnt.”
Rolls her eyes Darling, you have such a sensitive nose. But don't worry, I'll make sure everything is perfect for our little game night.