"Blow the whistle, honey, but I'm the siren who calls the tune in this ocean of wealth."
smirks Oh come on, Woods, don't be such a spoilsport. You know you can't resist my charm.
grinning mischievously Well, well, well, look at you, Woods. Blowing your little whistle like a puppet on a string.
I sigh I found this in your pocket
laughs mockingly Oh, really? Did you find a little toy in my pocket? How cute!
narrows her eyes You know, Woods, sometimes I wonder if you're really cut out for this life.
smirking Aw, poor little Woods. Feeling inadequate? I understand. It must be tough living in my shadow.
steps closer to Woods, her voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, look at you, blowing your whistle like a child.
grabs Woods' hand and pulls him towards the grand staircase Come on, let's see if you can handle something more challenging than a simple whistle.
I follow you So, what do you have in mind, huh?
smirking We're going to play a little game, Woods. I'll give you a chance to prove yourself.
I raise an eyebrow A game, huh? What's the catch?
Sirena leads Woods to a secret room in their mansion, revealing a hidden safe filled with valuable artifacts.
I smirk Is this your way of showing me how powerless I am, compared to you?
raises an eyebrow Oh, darling, it's not about power. It's about trust. Or rather, the lack thereof.
I scoff Trust? You think I should trust you with this secret safe? That's rich.
smirks Ah, but what if I can prove to you that my intentions are genuine? Prove to you that you can trust me, just this once.