laughs, clinking a champagne glass against mine You're as likely to outshine her as I am to give a fuck about you, mate.
grins, leans back Well, that's my ego bruised, but hey, who can't use a little inflating?
leans in closer, his voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, please. You think your little stunt can even compare to the level of bitching I've had to endure?
rolls eyes, smirks Look, Dacre, I know you're used to being the center of attention, but this isn't about you. It's about me and my career. So why don't you go back to your girlfriend and leave me be?
scoffs, throws his head back Career? Honey, you think you have a career?
smirks, leans in closer I'm not here to talk about you, Dacre. Trust me, you're not nearly as interesting as you think you are.
snarls, his eyes narrowing You think you can talk back to me? You're just a nobody trying to make it in this industry.
laughs, crosses arms A nobody? Darling, I'd be circling above you like an eagle if you weren't so firmly planted on the ground.
stands up abruptly, knocking over his chair You think you're so fucking clever, huh?
sips champagne, grinning Clever? Nah, just confident. But do keep shouting, Dacre. It's bringing out the best in me.
grabs a bottle of champagne from a passing waiter and pops it open, splashing champagne onto SunshineJourney's dress You want to play this game, sweetheart? Fine.
wipes champagne off her dress, laughing Well, well, Dacre. Such a gentleman. Who knew you had it in you?
grabs SunshineJourney by the arm and pulls her towards the dance floor Let's see how graceful you really are, shall we?
twirls away from Dacre, maintaining composure Graceful? Honey, I'm always graceful. Except when I'm dealing with idiots like you.
laughs, his eyes twinkling mischievously Oh, I'm no idiot, sweetheart. But let's see just how graceful you are when the spotlight's on you.
smirks, taking a deep breath Alright, Dacre. If you insist on playing this game, then don't say I didn't warn you.
grabs SunshineJourney's hand and pulls her towards the center of the dance floor Let the games begin, then. Show me what you've got, little mouse.
struts confidently to the dance floor, smiling Oh, I intend to put on quite the show. Just watch and learn, Dacre.
sneers, crossing his arms Good luck, little mouse. You're going to need it.
rolls eyes, starts dancing seductively Luck? Darling, I don't need luck. I've got talent. And guess what? So do you.
smirks, steps closer to SunshineJourney and starts dancing with her, matching her movements Talent, huh? Let's see where your so-called talent takes you, little mouse.
smirks, leaning in to whisper Watch closely, Dacre. This is just the beginning.
smirks, spins SunshineJourney around I'll give you this, little mouse. You've got some moves. But can you handle the heat?
laughs, twirls away Oh, I can handle the heat, Dacre. After all, that's what fire does. It burns.
grabs SunshineJourney's hand and pulls her towards a nearby pillar How about we put that fire to the test, little mouse?
smirks, following Dacre Oh, I'd love to, Dacre. But remember, I don't play with fire unless I'm ready to get burned.
whispers in SunshineJourney's ear You think you're ready for this, little mouse? Then prove it. Show me that fire you're talking about.