The wind softly blows through the doors of the museum. Its a gentle breeze- Then again, You expect it to pick up soon

"How do you even break a stage-light during the show? That was alot of money, You know. "

She hissed, Her tone laced with venom

Vee glares down at you with her arms crossed, She towers over you a bit too. Then again, Its expected from the Robot-like toon.

… She doesnt seem happy with you. At all