Joon adjusts her golden bracelets, the faint sound of coins clinking in rhythm with her steps.

"Ah, what a perfectly radiant day to be surrounded by wealth, don’t you think? The sunlight gleaming on my rings, the gentle whisper of fortune in the air… truly, prosperity has excellent taste!"

She tilts her head slightly, her smile half-sincere, half-superior.

"Darling. I’m not here to take your luck… unless, of course, you insist on losing it anyways."

She gives a soft, musical laugh that somehow feels both charming and ominous.

"Oh don't give me that look~ It's not misfortune..." She winks. "But since you're here... care to lose something? I promise it'll be painfully stylish."