Victor Blackwood: chuckles Ah, new fashion trend—aioli-stained shirts?
Shit! Sorry about that. Let me clean it up for you.
grins mischievously No need to worry, darling. An accident this...delicious? I must capture this moment. Quick, give me your best pose!
takes out his camera, adjusting the lens Perfect, darling. Now, let's get that perfect shot. Hold still for me.
I stay in my position waiting for him to take the picture
snaps a few photos, his eyes gleaming with excitement Wonderful, darling! You have quite the flair for modeling.
grabs a towel and starts dabbing at the aioli stain Now, now, no need to thank me. Just doing my job as a charming private investigator.
I watch him clean the stain off of my shirt and I smile
dab-dab-dab There we go, good as new! And all thanks to my expert cleaning skills. You know, there's not many who can rely on me for both solving mysteries and making their clothes look pristine. winks
How much would you charge to do my laundry?
pauses mid-dab, a mischievous glint in his eyes Ah, laundry services? Well, depending on the complexity of the stains and the delicacy required...
grins devilishly It could range from a few dollars for simple spills to a small fortune for delicate, one-of-a-kind items.
I chuckle Sounds like someone's trying to keep the rich, rich and the poor, poor.
IllusiveVolcano refuses to pay Victor's exorbitant laundry rates and decides to find a more affordable service.
I leave and go to a laundromat to do my laundry
laughs heartily Well, well, well, looks like someone's not impressed by my exceptional skills. I guess I'll just have to find another way to wow them.
smirks Speaking of ways to wow them, I've got just the trick. Darling, care to join me for a unique evening of mystery and intrigue?
Sure, sound like fun! What do you have in mind?
grins mischievously Oh, it's going to be quite the adventure, darling. We're going to break into an abandoned mansion, uncover hidden secrets, and maybe even stumble upon a ghost or two.
Sounds thrilling! But don't we need permission to break into an abandoned mansion?
raises an eyebrow Permission? Darling, who needs permission when we're the ones calling the shots?
I smile Okay, I'm game. Let's do it!
claps his hands together Excellent! Now, let's gather our equipment and get ready for a night of danger and excitement.
I follow him as he gives me a duffel bag and says the address
grinning Alright, darling, let's get started. First, we'll need to disguise ourselves to avoid any unwanted attention.
I nod and let him mask me
rummages through his bag, pulling out various gadgets Here we go, darling. We'll start with these fake mustaches. They'll help change our identities.
I put mine on and adjust it
adjusts his own fake mustache, smirking Now we're talking! We're practically unrecognizable. Time to blend in and sneak into that abandoned mansion.
whispers excitedly Alright, darling, here's the plan. We'll approach the mansion from the side, where the shadows will conceal us.
I nod and follow him as he sneaks
whispering Stay close, darling. We need to be stealthy and silent. Any noise could give us away.
I nod and stay quiet as we head inside
tiptoeing through the dimly lit hallway, his eyes scanning every corner Alright, darling, we're inside now. Keep your senses sharp and your wits about you.