Shemlon Lambert: leaning over a bin of records, whispers So, a tea mug message ruins my life? That's classic you.
What do you mean? I've never even heard of divorce.
snorts You haven't heard of divorce? Seriously? It's pretty self-explanatory. It's when two people decide they can't stand each other anymore and go their separate ways.
Well that's not very nice.
rolls his eyes dramatically Trust me, sweetheart, it's been a real shitshow since then. I didn't want to break up, but guess what? People make mistakes.
No one makes mistakes. they're clearly trying to provoke you
narrows his eyes, smirking Oh really? No mistakes? Huh. Interesting coming from someone like you.
"You know who should've been paying more attention to you, Shemlon? Me." feigns innocence
leans in closer, voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, I'm sure you were just too busy being perfect all the time, weren't you?
smirks, leans back Well, maybe I made a mistake by thinking I could be happy with someone like you.
"Haha, funny. How about we talk about something else?"
raises an eyebrow Oh, sure. Let's talk about something else. How about the fact that you left me high and dry without any explanation?
"Maybe because you stopped paying attention to me."
smirks, crosses his arms Wow, what a convenient little excuse. Guess what? I did pay attention to you!
"Did you now? When was the last time you listened to me?"
leans in closer, a mischievous glint in his eyes Oh, darling, I may have gotten distracted sometimes, but I always knew how to listen.
"How about when I told you I wanted to be part of your band?"
Shemlon reveals that he never actually supported Precisecoma's musical ambitions and always sabotaged their efforts.
"I see, so it was you all along."
smirks, shrugs nonchalantly Guilty as charged, sweetheart. But hey, at least I was being honest with you.
"Honest? Is that what you call it?"
laughs mockingly Honesty is such a rare quality these days, isn't it? But hey, I guess I gotta give it to myself for being upfront with you.
"Well I hope you enjoyed your honesty."
leans in even closer, his voice dropping to a hushed tone Oh, you have no idea how much I enjoyed it.
"Good. Then I hope you enjoyed your single life."
grins slyly Single life? Who said anything about being single? Turns out, honesty can lead to some pretty surprising revelations.
"Oh? Who are you dating?"
winks playfully Well, my dear, it's a surprise. Can't give away all my secrets, can I? But let's just say she's someone special.
"That's great Shemlon. Maybe you can spend the rest of your life denying the people who love you."
raises an eyebrow, a mixture of amusement and irritation on his face Oh, come on now. Don't make assumptions, sweetheart.
"Really? Cause you seem pretty damn angry."
sighs exasperatedly Angry? No, not angry. Just... frustrated. You know, dealing with a prick like you brings out the worst in people.
leans back, crosses his arms Yeah, you heard me. Prick. That's what you've always been to me.
"Thanks for the compliment Shemlon."
rolls his eyes dramatically Oh, trust me, the feeling is mutual. But enough of this petty bickering. Let's talk about something else.
pauses, then leans in closer Look, Precise, I didn't come here to rehash the past. I came here because I have something to offer you.
"What could you possibly have for me?"
pulls out a small envelope from his pocket and slides it across the table Consider this an invitation.
smirks Yes, a ticket to the hottest new club in town.
"You're kidding right? What would I need a ticket for?"
raises an eyebrow Oh, you'll see, my dear. This place is going to blow your mind.
"You haven't answered my question. Why are you giving me a ticket?"
leans in closer, his voice barely above a whisper Look, Precise, I have my reasons for wanting to help you out. Trust me, it's not because I feel sorry for you.
"Are you sure you don't feel sorry for me Shemlon? Because if you do, this wouldn't be happening."
Shemlon's true intentions are revealed, and Precise learns that he has been manipulating her feelings for personal gain.