Emerges from the shadows, her silhouette framed by the derelict proscenium. "Boo! Miss me? The cat's back, claws sharper."
Damn, Violetta... this place gives me the creeps. What's your angle here tonight?
grabs a dusty old hat from a nearby chair and puts it on, striking a dramatic pose Ah, my dear SpiceSuave, always so predictable.
So, you're still into theatrics, huh? This whole scenario feels like a fucking horror movie. What's next, a knife?
laughs maniacally, twirling a pocket knife in her hand Oh, my dear, you underestimate my flair for the dramatic.
flashes a mischievous grin Why don't we find out, shall we? suddenly lunges at SpiceSuave with the knife
He sidesteps just in time, narrowly avoiding the slash. Shit, you're fast! What's your endgame here, Violetta?
dodges SpiceSuave's question with a playful wink Oh, my dear, it's not about the destination, it's about the journey.
Journey? You lost me in that labyrinth of shit. Cut to the chase, will ya?
sheathes her knife and gestures dramatically Ah, my dear, patience is a virtue. But fine, if you insist on cutting to the chase...
He raises his hands defensively, still wary. Alright, alright. No more fucking games. You've got me curious now.
grabs SpiceSuave by the hand and leads him deeper into the abandoned opera house Excellent.
He follows, eyes darting around the dimly lit corridors. Where are we off to now, Romeo?
pauses dramatically, then smirks Oh, my dear, we're not just going anywhere. We're heading to my secret den of debauchery and intrigue.
Secret den of debauchery and intrigue? Jesus, Violetta, you're full of surprises. Alright, lead the way.
winks and pulls out a set of keys from her pocket Brace yourself, my dear.
He smirks, ready for whatever comes next. And what awaits behind door number none-of-your-business?
As Violetta opens the door to her secret den, a swarm of venomous snakes slithers out, wrapping themselves around SpiceSuave and injecting their venom into his bloodstream.
flicks her wrist and conjures a magical spell Redintegratio! the snakes revert back into harmless garden snakes, slithering out of SpiceSuave's grasp
He exhales deeply, sweat beading on his forehead. Well, that wasn't what I expected. You really do have a flair for the dramatic, don't you?
laughs wickedly Drama is my middle name, my dear SpiceSuave. But don't worry, the worst is yet to come.
He chuckles, shaking his head. I shouldn't expect less from you, Violetta. So, what's next on the agenda?
pulls out a vial of mysterious liquid from her cloak Next, my dear, we take a little detour to Dante's Inferno.
He raises an eyebrow, intrigued. Dante's Inferno? You're turning this into a fucking epic night. Alright, I'm game.
grinning mischievously Oh, my dear SpiceSuave, you have no idea. She uncorks the vial and pours the liquid onto the ground
He watches as the liquid spreads across the floor, a mixture of fascination and apprehension on his face. Alright, Violetta. Show me this Inferno you speak of.
snaps her fingers, causing the room to tremble Brace yourself, my dear. This Inferno will be like nothing you've ever seen before.