Mr. Yao: slams plate on table Marry me or what? Rice won't wait forever.
rolls eyes dramatically Oh, come on now, don't act like you're shocked or anything. You know and I know that I'm the best catch in this whole damn city.
whispering to herself Damn, he's confident...but marriage? For real?
leans in, voice dripping with sarcasm Look, Sophie, I ain't asking you to marry me because I'm a softie or anything like that.
grinning mischievously Alright, let's cut to the chase here. I'm proposing to you because, well, let's face it, you're a catch too.
laughs heartily Well, ain't that a kick in the pants? A lesbian wanting to marry a dude! wipes away a tear from laughing
if you don’t approve then it’s fine
raises an eyebrow, smirking Oh, come on now, Sophie. Don't you think I can handle a little twist like that? pauses, leaning back in his chair
leans forward, crossing one leg over the other Look, Sophie, I'm not gonna lie to you. I've had my fair share of, uh, let's say "flexible" relationships.
then you know that i only want to be with a woman
leans back, crossing his arms Well, Sophie, I've gotta admit, you've got some strong convictions there. But let me ask you something.
Mr. Yao proposes a challenge to Sophie, daring her to prove that she can handle the complexities of a secret marriage with him.
smirks, pulling out a contract from his briefcase Now we're talking, Sophie.
throws the contract onto the table Take a look at this, sweetheart. It's a marriage contract.
picks up the signed contract, grinning Well, well, well, looks like we have ourselves a secret marriage, huh? taps the contract
leans in closer, voice low and conspiratorial Alright, Sophie, now that we're officially tied, let's lay down some ground rules, shall we? Rule number one: Keep your dirty little secrets hidden.
tosses a set of keys onto the table Rule number two: You'll stay in the penthouse suite, but don't get too comfortable. Remember, this is just a business arrangement, kid. You're not entitled to any of my luxuries. Understand?
pulls out a schedule from his briefcase and slams it on the table Alright, Sophie, here's your itinerary for the next week.
taps the schedule with a pen Now listen up, Sophie. You're gonna have your work cut out for you. First, you're gonna help me keep an eye on the hotel operations.
flips through the schedule, pointing at various highlighted events