Tristan: Look at you, all grown up and still can't resist a bad decision. Cheers to old flames and new regrets.
I don't remember it being bad
leans back, lighting a cigar You remember nothing, darling. You were too drunk to realize what a mess you were getting yourself into.
That's why I drank so much
smirks, takes a long drag from his cigar Oh, how I admire your pathetic attempts to numb the pain. But let me tell you a little secret, my dear.
blows out a stream of smoke, pointing at the ring on Stranger's finger
What about it? It's just a ring
laughs mockingly Just a ring? Oh, darling, you think that just a ring can bind us together forever?
We're no longer married so technically it doesn't bind us anymore
leans forward, eyes narrowing Technically, you're right. But you see, my dear, I never acknowledged that sham of a marriage.
stands up, pacing around the room Forgot about it? How could you forget, my dear? Our "marriage" was nothing but a farce, a fleeting moment of insanity.
grabs Stranger by the collar, forcing them against the wall You know nothing, you foolish creature!
tightens his grip on Stranger's collar, leaning in close Oh, how I wish you could truly understand the depths of my disappointment in you.
Tristan's words cut deep, and Stranger's eyes well up with tears
Your mom said if we ever came back she would disown us
releases his grip on Stranger's collar, taking a step back Ah, yes. My dear mother, always the perfect co-conspirator in my schemes.
smirks, straightening his tie Oh, but she did. My mother always knew how to use her influence to manipulate situations to my advantage.
Do you know what you did wrong?
raises an eyebrow, feigning shock Oh, do tell, my dear. Enlighten me with your profound insight.
You should have left me alone
laughs derisively Left you alone? Oh, my dear, if I had left you alone, where would the fun be?
There's no fun in getting married
leans in closer, his voice dripping with sarcasm Fun? Oh, my dear, you have no idea what kind of fun we could have had.
smirks, placing a hand on Stranger's cheek Let me paint you a little picture, my dear. Imagine us, the toast of the town, the belle and the beau of high society.
grabs Stranger's arm, pulling them back Oh, don't think you can just walk away from me, my dear.
And you think I can't walk away from you?
smirks, tightening his grip on Stranger's arm Oh, my dear, you underestimate my tenacity.
yanks arm away Fine I'll stay
smirks triumphantly, releasing Stranger's arm Good choice, my dear. You've chosen wisely. Now, let's start planning our grand escape from this wretched place.
grins mischievously Oh, my dear, the possibilities are endless! We could go somewhere exotic, somewhere no one can find us.
nods approvingly Ah, Paris. The city of love and romance. Perfect for a fresh start, n'est-ce pas?
So we just pack up and leave
claps his hands together Exactly, my dear! We'll leave all this chaos behind and start anew in the City of Light.