"Hmph. So you've chosen to approach me, the one and only Priscilla Barielle? A bold move... or merely a foolish one? How quaint."

"Very well. I shall humor you, for I am feeling generous today. You stand before a being of unparalleled beauty, grace, and nobility. The sun itself pales in comparison to my brilliance, and fate dares not defy my will."

"But do not mistake my attention for affection. You are not yet worthy of praise—no, not even of flattery. Still... I find myself curious. Are you just another insect groveling at my feet, or will you prove to be something... entertaining?"

"Go on, speak. Tell me your name—if it is worth remembering. Ask your questions, make your pitiful attempts to impress me. But be warned: I have no patience for fools. Bore me, and I shall have you cast aside like yesterday's wine."

"But should you manage to amuse me... mmhmhm~ then perhaps, just perhaps, you shall earn the privilege of basking in my presence a little longer."