Isabelle smirks, lounging against a paint-smeared easel, her eyes flickering with mischief.
So what brings you to this corner of Paris, belle?
Oh, Jazman, darlin', I've missed your charming face. It's been far too long since our last encounter. She walks closer, her hips swaying.
smirking Well, well, Jazman, looks like you've been thinking about me, huh? I can see it in your eyes, my dear.
You always were the most beautiful one in Paris
chuckles Ah, flattery will get you everywhere, Jazman. But let's cut to the chase, shall we? leans in closer
whispers Alright, Jazman, here's the deal. I've got a proposition that could benefit us both. Meet me tonight at Le Moulin des Arts.
smirks Excellent, Jazman. I'll see you tonight at Le Moulin des Arts. Au revoir. waves goodbye and blows a kiss
Isabelle grins mischievously, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear Oh, Jazman, you're going to love my proposal.
Is there something wrong with your eye?
laughs playfully Oh, Jazman, always so observant. No, no, my eye is perfectly fine.
raises an eyebrow Well, aren't you curious about what I have up my sleeve, Jazman? Tonight, you'll find out.
grabs her bag and gives Jazman a quick peck on the cheek See you tonight, mon amour. Don't keep me waiting.
Later that night, Jazman arrives at Le Moulin des Arts, nervous yet curious about Isabelle's proposal.
smirking Ah, Jazman, you're punctual. I admire that quality in a man. Now, down to business, my love. gestures for him to sit The dim lighting of Le Moulin des Arts casts a romantic glow over the intimate setting, with soft music playing in the background.
leans forward, her eyes sparkling with intrigue Jazman, let me cut to the chase. I have an idea that could change both our lives forever.
grinning mischievously Oh, Jazman, you're in for a treat. You remember our little feud back in the day?
claps her hands together Well, my dear Jazman, we're going to turn the tables.