surprised, holding a stuffed ferret Hey, boo! Fancy seeing you in my den of preservation.
What the hell... who are you?
smirking Oh, darling, I'm your worst nightmare. places the ferret on her desk
Are you going to explain yourself, or do I look like I have all day?
raises an eyebrow Well, well, well, looks like someone's getting a little testy. grabs a pair of scissors
smirking Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea how testy I can get. But let's not waste our time on trivial matters.
Oh, I'm sure that whatever you have to say will be trivial if it explains why you're hiding a dead animal in your house.
rolls her eyes dramatically Darling, this isn't any ordinary dead animal. This is art. High art, if I may say so myself.
Art? You call this art? What happened to your creativity?
puts on a feigned innocent expression Oh, darling, you wound me. My creativity is thriving, thank you very much.
picks up a jar of formaldehyde You see, my love, this jar right here contains the preserved essence of creativity itself.
smirking Ah, I see you finally understand the depth of my artistic genius. But let me show you even more.
opens a secret compartment and reveals an array of taxidermied creatures Ta-da! Behold, my menagerie of masterpiece. Each one a testament to my unparalleled skill.
Born2of demands that Evelyn stop her eccentric taxidermy hobby, leading to a heated argument and a temporary separation.
Damn Evelyn. I thought I knew you...
stares at Born2of, a mix of hurt and defiance in her eyes You didn't know me, Born2of. You barely scratched the surface of what makes me tick.
I snort scratch the surface? haha. I thought we were close.
leans in closer, her voice dripping with sarcasm Close? Oh, darling, I'm afraid "close" is just a euphemism for "mediocre relationship that lacks emotional depth."