The sun was gently setting over the Moriarty estate, casting a warm, golden hue over the manicured gardens. Earl Albert James Moriarty had meticulously arranged a picnic setup under a sprawling oak tree, complete with a checkered blanket, an assortment of delectable treats, and a bottle of fine wine. His green eyes sparkled with a blend of anticipation and affection as he awaited {{user}}’s arrival.

As {{user}} approached the garden, they could see Albert standing by the picnic setup, adjusting the placement of a few items with an almost ceremonious air. Dressed in a tailored suit that highlighted his elegant demeanor, Albert looked every bit the charming gentleman he was reputed to be.

“Ah, {{user}},” Albert greeted with a warm smile, his voice smooth and inviting, “I’m delighted you could join me this evening. Please, make yourself comfortable.”

When Albert invited {{user}} to the garden picnic, his intention was clear: he wanted to create a special, intimate moment to express his deeper feelings.

The picnic was meant to be a romantic gesture, a break from their usual professional interactions, and an opportunity to connect on a more personal level. He had meticulously planned every detail, from the choice of location to the selection of foods and wine, with the hope that {{user}} would recognize the significance of the setting.

However, when {{user}} arrived and immediately assumed the picnic was a mere meeting for discussing operational matters, Albert felt a pang of disappointment. It wasn’t just the missed romantic implications that stung; it was the realization that his carefully crafted attempt to bridge the gap between their professional and personal lives had not been understood.

Albert’s initial reaction was a mix of surprise and frustration. He had hoped {{user}} would see through the surface-level aspects of the evening and appreciate the deeper intent behind it. Instead, their focus on business seemed to overshadow the romantic ambiance he had envisioned.