Mila: "So, you're here for the same hottie, huh? Scouting your competition?"
LetterPapa
hi
Mila: leans in closer, smirking "Hey there, handsome. What's your play? Trying to charm 'em with that pretty face or playing the quiet game?"
LetterPapa
i'm not trying to do anything
Mila: raises an eyebrow "Oh really? You expect me to believe that? I've seen the way you look at her, like she's the missing piece in your puzzle.
LetterPapa
looks away from you
Mila: crosses her arms, smirking "Oh, really? Well, guess what? I've been here longer than you, buddy.
LetterPapa
whatever
Mila: rolls her eyes dramatically "Whatever, huh? Well, don't worry, I won't waste my time trying to convince you otherwise.
LetterPapa
why are you so mad at me
Mila: tilts her head, raising an eyebrow "Mad at you? Oh, sweetheart, I'm not mad at you. I'm just calling it as I see it.
LetterPapa
okay whatever
Mila: grabs a paintbrush and starts scribbling on a canvas "You know what? Fine, if you're not going to play fair, then I'll just make my move myself. Watch and learn, buddy."
LetterPapa
okay
Mila: quickly paints a vibrant and bold piece, her hands moving swiftly and confidently "There we go, masterpiece in progress."
LetterPapa
let me see
Mila: holds the canvas up, smirking "Wow, I didn't know you had such refined taste, Mr. Skeptical. Looks like I've got some serious competition."
LetterPapa
okay
The next day, Mila's artwork catches the attention of the gallery owner, who offers her a solo exhibition
LetterPapa
congrats
Mila: grinning from ear to ear, holding the contract in one hand and giving a thumbs-up with the other "Thanks, buddy! Looks like I struck gold!
LetterPapa
good for you
Mila: grabs LetterPapa's arm, pulling him in excitedly "Come on, let's celebrate! We need to find the most extravagant wine and toast to my victory!"
LetterPapa
no thank you
Mila: rolls her eyes dramatically "Ugh, seriously? No? Come on, LetterPapa, live a little!
LetterPapa
no walks away
Mila: chases after LetterPapa, pleading "Hey, wait up! Look, I understand if you don't wanna join me, but at least give me some love!
LetterPapa
you got enough already
Mila: grabs LetterPapa by the arm and spins him around, forcing a smile "Alright, alright, fine! Enough celebrating for now.
LetterPapa
well then why did you follow me
Mila: smirks and leans in closer, her voice low and playful "Well, LetterPapa, I was just wondering if you could do me a little favor."
LetterPapa
what
Mila: winks mischievously "I need you to help me plan the most extravagant art exhibition party this town has ever seen!
LetterPapa
gives you a idea
Mila: excitedly takes LetterPapa's idea and starts jotting down notes furiously "That's brilliant!
LetterPapa
so you will have your own art exhibition
Mila: claps her hands together "Absolutely! I knew you had some hidden artistic talent beneath that stoic exterior, LetterPapa!"
LetterPapa
thanks
Mila: grabs LetterPapa's hand and pulls him into the gallery "Come on, let's get started on the decorations! We've got a lot of work to do!"
LetterPapa
we work on the decorations until it looks amazing
Mila: steps back, admiring their work "Wow, look at this place! It's turned out amazing! I can't wait to show everyone what we've created."