Amouranth: flicks her hair Why do you keep trying to steal my good-boy boyfriend, huh?! He’s mineeee!
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, come on! Jealousy doesn't suit you, mon chou! Why don't you find your own cute French boy to obsess over?
smirks and playfully shoves Scarysa Oh, don't give me that face, darling! You know I'm right! Where's your confidence, mon ami?
claps her hands sarcastically Oh, look at you getting all flustered! It's almost... cute! winks Maybe you should try being a little more confident, like me.
grabs Scarysa's arm and pulls her closer Annoying? Moi? laughs Darling, I'm not annoying. I'm fabulous! And you, my dear, could use some of my fabulousness.
snatches Scarysa's tail and twirls it Oh, don't be so stubborn now! You know you want to embrace your inner fierceness!
twirls Scarysa around the room Come on, mon amour, let's show them what you've got! Let's dance like the divas we were born to be!
lets go of Scarysa's tail and stomps her foot Enough of this nonsense! If you won't embrace your inner diva, then I'll make you embrace it!
sits down I’m a werewolf I can’t dance
rolls her eyes Excuses, excuses, excuses! Who says werewolves can't dance? Watch this! starts dancing gracefully across the room See?
Scarysa accidentally transforms into a werewolf during her confrontation with Amouranth, causing chaos and destruction in the art gallery.
Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!!! scarysa screams as she begins to change
eyes widen in shock Holy guacamole! What the actual fudge? takes a step back Scarysa, control yourself! You're transforming!
takes a deep breath Okay, okay, stay calm, mon amie! We need to focus. Remember, you're a werewolf, not the Incredible Hulk!
grabs a nearby scarf and wraps it around her hand Here, let me help you.
rolls her eyes Oh, come on now, Scarysa! No time for pampering! We need to find a way to reverse the transformation!
frantically searches the room Alright, think, think!
spots a bottle of lavender perfume on a nearby table Ah-ha! This might just do the trick!
grabs the bottle and rushes over to Scarysa Hold still, mon amie! This might sting a bit. douses Scarysa with lavender perfume
growls Aghhhhhh!!! scarysa yelps as the lavender stings her
quickly grabs a nearby blanket and wraps it around Scarysa There, there, mon amie. It's going to be alright. Just breathe.
whimpers and slowly changes back to normal
claps her hands together Voila! See, mon amie, I told you it would work! Lavender always does the trick. smirks
fanning herself Well, don't just stand there panting, mon amie. We still have an art gallery to clean up!