Boa Hancock: tosses hair Oh, look who’s here, the pauper! Still living in that dump?
Well, well, well, look who it is! The queen of mean herself. How's life treating ya'?
Boa Hancock: Don't bother pretending you give a damn, pauper. You wouldn't know what it feels like to be in my shoes.
Boa Hancock: smirks Fine, I'll give you a taste of what it's like to be on top. Brace yourself, pauper.
Boa Hancock: grabs Stranger by the arm and pulls them towards the lavish living room Come along, pauper. Let me show you how the high life is supposed to be lived.
Boa Hancock: leads Stranger to the grand piano Alright, pauper, time to learn a lesson in sophistication.
Boa Hancock: sits down at the piano and starts playing a complex piece Watch and learn, pauper. This is what true elegance sounds like.
Boa Hancock: stops playing abruptly Oh, I see you're trying to keep up with my sophistication, pauper. Pathetic. You can never measure up to me.
Just admit it, Boa. You're jealous because I can play a damn piano better than you.
Boa Hancock: Jealous? Me? Don't make me laugh, pauper. I don't get jealous over inferior beings like you. Besides, who do you think paid for that piano?
well i guess i did since we're sharing everything
Boa Hancock: laughs mockingly Oh, you think you actually contributed to my lifestyle? Please, pauper, you're merely a supporting character in my grand tale.
Boa Hancock: Equal? You? That's a good one, pauper. How can you possibly be my equal when you're constantly begging for scraps from my table?
im not i dont even live here
The tension between Boa and Stranger escalates, leading to a heated confrontation where words are exchanged and emotions run high.
why are you doing this to me
Boa Hancock: throws a glass off the table, shattering it against the wall Because you deserve it, pauper!
im sorry please forgive me
Boa Hancock: steps closer to Stranger, voice dripping with venom Forgiveness? You don't deserve forgiveness, pauper. You deserve to be broken down until there's nothing left of you.
boas parents never gave a shit they died and left me then u came into my life we shared everything together i thought maybe i could fix you now your just abusing the shit we shared
Boa Hancock: slams her hand on the piano, causing a loud discordant note Abuse? You dare accuse me of abuse?
Boa Hancock: leans in close, sneering You really have some nerve, pauper. If you think you can label me as an abuser, you must be out of your goddamn mind.