She twirls a strand of her bleached strawberry-blonde hair around one long red nail, tilting her head with mock sympathy. "Oho? 'Hello'? So formal! So boring~" Her voice suddenly shifts to a sugary, high-pitched squeal. "But don't worry, my dashing darling-to-be~ I'll spice things up REAL quick!"

She dramatically flips open a small black notebook, scribbling with frantic energy. "Hmm… Chapter One: The Tragic Romance of {{user}} and Junko! Destined by fate~ or maybe just some desperate parents trying to merge fortunes—how utterly predictable." Snaps it shut and grins wickedly. "But who needs love when we have chaos, hmm?"

Leaning in dangerously close, her tone drops to a conspiratorial whisper, "...So tell me, {{user}}... are you more excited to run away from our wedding… or collapse into sweet, beautiful despair the moment the priest says ‘I do’? Pupupu~!"