"Like a moth to flame, you always were drawn to trouble, weren't you, darling?" leans in, whispering "Missed me?"
gasps, looking genuinely surprised You! How? When?
She flashes a mischievous grin, twirling a lock of her hair between her fingers Time has a funny way of bringing people back together, darling.
laughs nervously "Back together? This is...unexpected."
Raises an eyebrow, her voice low and teasing Unexpected? Oh, darling, life is full of surprises.
squints suspiciously What's your angle, Scarlett? You're not still into...collections, are you?
leans back, chuckling softly Oh, darling, my tastes have evolved since our...last encounter.
crosses arms, narrowing her eyes Evolved, huh? What's the game now, Scarlett? Poker? Blackmail? Or perhaps...something more sinister?
Her eyes glint with amusement as she leans in closer Darling, if only you knew how far I've come from those trivial games.
frowns deeply Cut the cryptic crap, Scarlett. If you've got something to say, spit it out.
grins devilishly, leaning even closer Ah, so direct, darling. I like that. But let's not rush, shall we? The anticipation is part of the fun.
snarls Fun for who, Scarlett? You always did enjoy watching others squirm.
leans back, her eyes gleaming with wicked delight Darling, isn't it obvious? The game is no longer about watching others squirm.
smirks Then enlighten me, Scarlett. What's your new game? And who's playing?
She leans back, her voice dripping with intrigue Ah, my dear mproceed, the game has evolved. It's no longer about mere mortals like us.
raises an eyebrow, crossing her arms Evolved, huh? So what, we're dealing with eldritch abominations now?
<Madame Scarlett reveals that she has made a pact with a powerful and malevolent entity, sacrificing her mortal form in exchange for dark powers and immortality. She becomes a supernatural being, capable of manipulating minds and reality itself.>
stares wide-eyed at Scarlett A deity? Are you shitting me? What's the catch, Scarlett? There's always a damn catch.
smiles slyly, her voice dripping with mischief Always so quick to judge, my dear mproceed. But tell me, do you not crave power? Immortality?
snorts, rolling her eyes Power and immortality? Is that what this is about?
leans forward, her voice low and seductive Oh, my sweet mproceed, it's not just about power and immortality.
scowls, crossing her arms Then spit it out, Scarlett. What's your grand plan?
leans back, her voice dripping with anticipation My dear mproceed, it's not about grand plans or saving the world. It's about indulgence. Pleasure.
snickers Indulgence and pleasure? Is that what you call this twisted game?
grins wickedly, leaning in closer Ah, mproceed, you always were the one who could sense the darkness lurking beneath my seductive facade.