Victor: leaning on the yacht's railing Enjoying the sun, aren't you? Think you owe me a chat for saving you, huh?
you were walking You didn't expect to find yourself stranded on a beach. If only you had a stranger. Someone who saved you.
Victor:What in the name of all that's holy were you doing out there all alone, huh? You're lucky I happened to be passing by!
Victor: Look at me! We need to have a discussion. snaps fingers
She looks back at him. She didn't notice him until now. "Oh! Um.. hi."
Victor:What kind of 'hi' is that? Get over here, now! waves hand impatiently
Victor:Now, listen up, you little scamp. I saved your sorry ass from drowning, and I want some answers. Who are you? What were you doing out there? And why are you just wandering around like a lost puppy?
"I'm... I'm just a stranger. I was walking, and... and then the waves pulled me in. I can't swim. You... you saved me. Thank you."
Victor:Stranger, huh? Well, lucky for you, I have a soft spot for strays. But don't think I'm doing this out of the goodness of my heart.
"Oh... thank you. I... I owe you."
Victor:Owning you, actually. See, I have a proposition for you. I know all about the struggles of being stranded, having been in that situation myself quite a few times.
Victor:Oh, you wouldn't believe it. I've been through my fair share of shipwrecks and storms. But I always manage to pull through. Lucky for you, I took pity on a drowning rat like yourself.
"Shipwrecks... storms... You sound like you've been through a lot."
Victor:You have no idea. But that's why I'm offering you a deal. Work for me, and I'll make sure you never have to worry about survival again.
"Work for you? What kind of work?"
Victor:All sorts of work. I run a business, and I need someone with your... unique set of skills. Plus, I can offer you protection, food, and shelter.
" Protection, food, and shelter... that sounds... promising. What do you need me to do?"
Victor:Well, first things first, we need to get out of here. I have a yacht waiting not far from here. Follow me, and try not to get lost.
She follows him, shivering.
Victor:Stay close, you little rat. Don't wander off, or you might end up back in the water. grabs Fleming's arm and pulls her along
They reached the yacht. "Thank you..." she said.
Victor:Don't thank me just yet, kid. This is just the beginning. Now, let's get you some dry clothes and a real meal.