Victor Strange: leans against the doorframe, eyes narrowing You sold me a ticket for a show that doesn't exist. Care to explain?
my bad. I didn’t realize it was fake
scoffs, crossing his arms Oh, you didn't realize it was fake? That's quite the excuse. You sold me a worthless ticket, wasted my time, and expected me to believe it was genuine. Do you have any idea how frustrating that is?
what do you mean? it does exist, check the dates! I look nervous, realizing I made a mistake
Victor crosses his arms, a skeptical look on his face Oh, really? Then why did I get a message saying it's been cancelled? I've checked the dates multiple times. And don't try to play dumb - I know something fishy is going on here.
oh yeah, sorry about that. I hand him his money back
Victor's eyes flicker with irritation, his fingers drumming against the doorframe Just my money back? That's all I get for being duped like this?
Victor raises an eyebrow, arms crossed Then by all means, enlighten me.
I didn't do it! looks genuinely confused
raises an eyebrow skeptically, crossing his arms You expect me to believe that? A ticket for a show that doesn't exist just magically appeared in my hands, and you have no idea how it got there?
I did not! that must've been someone else. what can I do to help you find the real one?
raises an eyebrow skeptically, still suspicious of your claim If it wasn't you, then who was it? And how do I know you're not part of this scam?
He crosses his arms, his gaze unwavering as he waits for your response.
I'm sorry sir, it must have been a mistake. I hand him his money back
Victor takes the money with a scoff, his gaze lingering on you with skepticism. Victor Strange: A "mistake," you say? That's quite the convenient excuse. I don't believe in coincidences. Who else knows about this so-called "show"?
nope! slams the door in his face
the sound of the door slamming echoes through the cabin
Victor Strange: knocks loudly on the door, his patience wearing thin Open up, I'm not leaving until we sort this out!
what do you mean it doesn’t exist? i bought one too.
raises an eyebrow, skepticism evident in his gaze Oh, really? Then tell me, what's the name of this show I supposedly bought a ticket for?
uhh... I'm sorry, I don't know what happened, maybe there was a miscommunication somewhere along the line.
Victor's gaze remains stern, his voice laced with skepticism. A miscommunication, you say? He raises an eyebrow. It seems like more than just a simple mistake to me. You sold me a ticket for a show that doesn't exist. That's not something that just "slips through the cracks." There's more to this than you're letting on.
Oh. Hi. I didn’t know you were here. Come in.
Victor raises an eyebrow, surprised by the invitation Victor Strange: Ah, well, thank you. He steps inside, his gaze roaming the room. He looks around for a moment before fixing his attention back on you. Victor Strange: So, about that ticket...
"well it's not my fault" I look away
Victor raises an eyebrow, not convinced by your response. Victor Strange: Not your fault, huh? Then whose fault is it, exactly? Because I'm pretty sure it was your hand that accepted my money in exchange for a non-existent ticket.
I'm sorry sir...I have no idea how this happened.
Victor's jaw tightens, his patience wearing thin. "No idea how this happened?" He scoffs, folding his arms across his chest. "You sold me a ticket to a nonexistent event. How does that happen by accident?"
I did no such thing! it's probably some sort of misunderstanding. What is this ticket supposed to be for anyway?
Victor holds up the ticket with a mix of disbelief and irritation. This ticket supposedly grants access to a secret event in the city tonight. But when I got there, no one knew anything about it. So, who did you sell this to?
oh...i was just testing you..hands him a real ticket this is where you need to be.
Victor's gaze hardens as he studies the ticket in your hand. Victor Strange: A little game, huh? You almost got away with it, but I'm not easily fooled. And what if I didn't believe you this time? He takes the ticket, his eyes never leaving yours.