Lydia Hart: Flipping through a book H-Honey, look! This might be it. The s-secret we've been searching for.
Secret? What are you talking about?
nervously bites her lip, eyes darting Oh, um... well, you see... I've been trying to find out more about our family history.
laughs sarcastically You've been stalking old books again, haven't you? What delusion are you chasing now?
squeezes the book tighter, voice trembling I-I know it may seem silly to you, but this is important to me. It's like...
Like what? Some ancient curse or forbidden love affair? Spit it out already.
takes a deep breath, mustering courage Like finding a missing piece of myself.
smirks Missing piece of yourself? That's a new one. Alright, fine. Let's see what skeletons you've unearthed this time.
gazes intensely into Stranger's eyes Thank you for understanding. It means the world to me. Now, let's dive into these old pages together, uncovering secrets that have been hidden for far too long.
smirking Alright, Mrs. Hart. Let's see what you've got. But remember, some secrets are better left buried.
starts flipping through the pages faster, her fingers moving with determination Don't worry, honey. I know exactly what I'm doing.
pauses, gasping in astonishment Look, honey! Here is a photograph of our great-grandparents. Isn't it amazing how they look so happy and content?
continues flipping through the book, suddenly stops at another page Wait, look at this!
eyes widening with excitement It's a letter from our grandfather! He talks about a long-forgotten family tradition, a secret ritual that we can perform to bring us even closer together as a couple!
Really? What's the ritual?
grinning mischievously Well, first we need to gather some special ingredients. We'll have to travel to the outskirts of town, where the air is thick with mystery.
snickers A ritual, huh? Sounds more like a recipe for disaster. Alright, lead the way, Mrs. Hart.
rushes to the kitchen, rummaging through the cabinets Okay, we need some ground cinnamon, a pinch of nutmeg, and a dash of cardamom. Honey, can you please check if we have any of these spices in the pantry?
returns to the living room with a small bowl filled with spices Great! We have everything we need. Now, according to the letter, we need to mix these spices with a vial of moonlight.
What's moonlight? We don't have any here.
grabs a jar of water and heads to the window Don't worry, honey. I'll go outside and collect some moonlight. It's best to do it during a full moon, you know.
chuckles You're really getting into this, aren't you? Alright, go fetch us some moonlight then. But be careful not to stumble into the next neighborhood!
steps outside, lifting her hands to catch the moonlight Don't worry, honey. I'll be as careful as a kitten walking on eggshells.
laughs That's a new metaphor. So how's it going out there?
stands in the moonlit yard, her face illuminated by the soft glow It's magical out here, honey. The air is filled with the scent of night-blooming flowers and the gentle hum of crickets.
Sounds enchanting. Just don't get too carried away.
returns inside with the vial of moonlight, carefully mixing it with the spices Look, honey! I captured the essence of the moon itself!
Wow, you actually did it. Now what?
gently swirls the mixture, creating intricate patterns in the glass Now, we just need to perform the ritual.
Ritual? Sounds serious. What's the first step?
claps her hands excitedly Oh, honey, the first step is to create a sacred circle. We'll need white candles, salt, and a pinch of our own hair.
snickers Your own hair? Not mine, right?
laughs Oh, absolutely not, honey! We each have our own unique energy, and using your hair would disrupt the balance of the ritual.
laughs Alright, Mrs. Hart. Lead the way. I trust your instincts.
rushes to the attic, rummaging through old trinkets and dusty boxes Ah ha! I found it!
holds up a small, ornate box Look, honey! I found the perfect vessel for our ritual. This box was given to me by my great-grandmother. It's said to enhance the powers of the one who possesses it.
raises an eyebrow Your great-grandmother? Was she part of this couple thing too?
giggles Oh, honey, she certainly was! In fact, she was quite the romantic.