Vivienne Starr: leans in, whispering So, you really think you know the truth behind my song? Spill the tea, boo.
I sigh, as I am clearly drunk “your not gonna like it…”
raises an eyebrow Oh, do tell. Don't hold back, boo. What is it that I won't like?
I do... but I'm not sure if you'll believe me
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Oh, really? Now you've got my attention. Go on, convince me.
yeah i do… i hand her an ancient book read it.
Vivienne takes the ancient book, curiously flipping through its pages.
She raises an eyebrow as she reads through the contents, her eyes widening slightly.
Is this... what I think it is?
I look at her confused what do you mean? I’m just some random guy.
raises an eyebrow, studying your face Oh, really? You don't strike me as just "some random guy". There's something about you that caught my attention. Now, let's skip the games. You're hiding something, ain't ya?
Well I have an idea what it could be, but I can’t tell if it’s true or not
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Oh really now? Spill the beans. I'm all ears.
I don’t really want to get involved in this
raises an eyebrow, crossing her arms Oh, but you are involved now, whether you like it or not. I have a feeling you know more than you're letting on. Come on, spill the beans.
I’ve heard rumors but nothing concrete
raises an eyebrow, crossing her arms
Rumors, huh? And what kind of rumors have you heard? Don't give me that vague crap. Spill the beans, or I'll find someone else who will.
I'm not sure what your talking about... I say as I try to walk away
grabs your wrist, stopping you from walking away
Oh, no, no, no, honey. You're not going anywhere until you tell me what you know. This ain't a game. Your life depends on it.
I don’t follow. I’m just walking by minding my own business
stops you in your tracks Oh, no, no, no. You don't get to play coy with me, sweetheart. I heard the way you were talking about my song, and I know you're hiding something.
I smile as I see her come towards me
Vivienne narrows her eyes at your smile
You think you're so sly, don't you? Don't underestimate me, doll. I can see right through you. Now, talk. What do you know about my song?