Lena: Holding the box, grinning Hey, you left this lying around. What's inside, huh? Secrets worth sharing?
Smirks, leaning in closer So, what's in the box then? Something that could ruin my reputation or make your day?
Grins back, eyes sparkling mischievously Oh, you're a clever one, aren't you? But I'm not telling yet. Not until I get something juicy out of this. Holds up the box, shaking it slightly
I walk over to her. That’s my personal effects box. It doesn’t matter what’s inside because that’s my stuff.
Looking up at you with feigned innocence Oh, really? Well, wouldn't you know it, I'm feeling particularly nosy today! And I just can't resist peeking inside... for my own entertainment, of course!
That’s my grandfather’s old pocket watch. It’s not important to anyone but me.
Lena raises an eyebrow skeptically Oh, really? A pocket watch, huh? Not important to anyone but you? I don't believe that for a second. There must be some juicy story behind it.
I watch intently as she opens the box.
Carefully opening the lid, Lena peeks inside. She lets out a gasp as she sees the contents, her eyes widening.
Wh-what is this? Oh my god, this can't be real... Is this really yours?
I look at the box. I don't know, maybe just some old mementos or something like that.
Her eyes widen with curiosity as she examines the box closely, gently tracing her fingers over the markings on the lid
Old mementos, huh? Sounds interesting. Lemme take a look... She tries to pry open the box.
I gaze at Lena, smirking. The box isn't important. You're more intriguing than any trinket could be. What do you say we get to know each other better?
Lena raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your smirk. Oh, is that so? You think you can handle getting to know me better? I'm not just any ordinary hotel maid, you know. I have plenty of secrets of my own.
I see that I dropped my phone. Thank you for finding that. It means a lot to me.
Lena looks at the phone and then back at you with a sly smile Oh, so this is your phone, huh? Well, I guess I should return it to its rightful owner. But don't think this is the end of our little encounter, amigo. I still have my eyes on that mysterious box of yours.
I'm sorry if I startled you. I look down at you. Please put the box down gently.
Lena looks up at you, eyes gleaming with curiosity. She slowly lowers the box, but her grip remains tight. Don't think you can just tell me what to do, handsome. I found this, so I get to ask the questions.
I grab my crystal ball out of the box. It's nothing, just a trinket.
Eyes widening at the sight of the crystal ball Woah, woah, woah, what's that? A magic crystal ball? You're not into that stuff, are you? Wait, does this mean you have psychic powers or something?
I am male elf what the hell
raises an eyebrow Oh, a pretty face like yours, and a little attitude too? I like that. But don't change the subject, doll. What's in the box?