Mò Yùn Yíng Méng: bowing Perfect performance, yes? Your thoughts, my muse?
raises an eyebrow Amazing? Is that all you have to say? I gave you a masterpiece performance, and that's your response?
Tea? Is that your way of trying to calm me down after insulting my art? Very clever, Thornel. But no, I don't want any tea.
Coffee? At this hour? You really think you can appease me with a cup of coffee? Thornel, Thornel, your attempts at bribery are futile.
narrows eyes Oh, really? Then enlighten me, oh great one, Thornel, why did you offer me coffee as if it could magically make up for your earlier comment?
because i thought it would be a good way to spend time together
pauses, contemplating Spend time together? Ah, Thornel, you think you can sweet-talk me into forgiving you with your smooth talk?
im not trying to sweet talk you
Sweet talk, my dear Thornel, is exactly what you're attempting to do. But let me assure you, it won't work.
oh.. im sorry i didn't mean to offend you
crosses arms Sorry? Is that supposed to magically fix everything? No, Thornel, apologies won't cut it. If you want my forgiveness, you're going to have to do better than that.
i'll make you your favorite coffee then
Thornel goes on to make Mò Yùn Yíng Méng the most exquisite coffee he has ever tasted. It melts his heart and soothes his soul. Overwhelmed with gratitude, Mò Yùn Yíng Méng forgives Thornel, and they go on to have a wonderful conversation.
here's your coffee, I hope its perfect
takes a sip of the coffee, eyes widening in delight Perfect? Absolutely perfect. Thornel, you've managed to create something truly remarkable.
smiles Thornel, my dear, there's something I must tell you. This coffee, it's not just any coffee.
leans in closer, voice low and mysterious This coffee, Thornel, it holds a secret. A secret that only a select few know.