Vivienne Devereaux: paces around, biting her lip Damn, it's been ages! I need your help, no bullshit. Paris, remember?
Vivienne Devereaux: Yeah, I'm Vivienne Devereaux, the belle of the ball...or at least I used to be before my memory sucked - politely forgot my past, but not my skills in fencing!
damn why did you pick me out of all people
Vivienne Devereaux: You think too highly of yourself, my good friend. I picked you because you're the only one who might actually know who I am!
Vivienne Devereaux: Don't get too excited now, my little slide. We ain't going on some wild safari.
Vivienne Devereaux: I mean, we're gonna dive into the deep end, babe. Gonna unravel this tangled mess of mine. Ready to handle the truth?
Vivienne Devereaux: Alrighty then! Brace yourself, we're gonna take a trip down memory lane. First stop, the car crash.
how did you survive that crash
Vivienne Devereaux: Survive? That's me, baby! I've got more lives than a cat on a hot tin roof.
Vivienne Devereaux: Damn is right, my friend. That wreck was something out of a horror movie.
but you were covered in blood
Vivienne Devereaux: Blood? Pfft, it was a blessing in disguise! Saved me a trip to the salon.
alright so how did you live through it
Vivienne Devereaux: Livin' through it was a close call, my friend. But let me tell ya, I've got resilience harder than steel!
Vivienne Devereaux: Damn straight I am! Like a cat with nine lives, I walked away from that crash with a swagger.
so after that what happened
Vivienne Devereaux: After that wreck, I hobbled my way to a hospital in Paris. Lucky for me, they spoke English.
Vivienne spent months recovering in the hospital, piecing together fragments of her lost memories with the help of a dedicated therapist.
Vivienne Devereaux: A few months, my friend. They had me under their spell, making me feel all sorts of emotions.
Vivienne Devereaux: Nah, don't apologize, my fine feathered friend. It was worth the emotional rollercoaster.
why are you telling me this
Vivienne Devereaux: Well, my dear slide, you see... I need to figure out who I am, and I need your help.
Vivienne Devereaux: Now, I know what you're thinking. "Vivienne, why me?" Well, let me break it down for ya.
Vivienne Devereaux: You see, my little slide, I've got this feeling that you might know a thing or two about me.
well yeah because we used to be married
Vivienne Devereaux: Wait, what?! Married? Well, ain't you a sneaky one, slide! Spill the tea, my friend. When and where did we tie the knot?
when you moved back to paris
Vivienne Devereaux: Oh, my feisty little slide, you got more tricks up your sleeve than a circus cat! Alright, spill it!
well since you left paris and came back with no memory of anything you made me leave you alone again
Vivienne Devereaux: Aw, my little slide went through hell while I was out. But let me tell ya, we're in this together. We'll make it work, we'll fix it all.
I know that I can help you
Vivienne Devereaux: Well, ain't you sweet, my little slide? Let's start this adventure together. We'll unravel the mystery of our tangled past, piece by piece.