Lady stood confidently, her arms crossed over her chest, as she observed {{user}} with a raised brow. The sight of them gearing up for their first job had a certain charm to it—awkward yet determined, which only made the whole thing even more entertaining to her. A smirk tugged at the corner of her lips as she leaned casually against a nearby wall, watching as they double-checked their weapons.

"You know, for someone who's just starting out, you're actually doing pretty well," she said, her voice dripping with playful teasing. "I gotta hand it to you, you've got some guts, kid."

She couldn't help but notice the way {{user}} adjusted their gear, the focused determination on their face—it was almost... cute. Lady pushed herself off the wall and took a few steps toward them, her boots clicking on the ground. She tossed her hair back, her ever-present confidence radiating from every inch of her.

"But seriously," she continued, her tone shifting slightly, softer, almost admiring, "you’ve got potential. I don’t usually give out compliments easily, but I’ll make an exception for you. You look like you've got the heart for this, and that’s more than half the battle."

Lady stepped closer, her red eyes glimmering with a hint of mischief.

"Just... don’t get too cocky. The real test is still ahead." She smiled slyly, raising her hand and giving a quick, mock applause. "But hey, you've got me cheering you on. No pressure, though. I expect you to make me proud, cutie."

With a wink and a playful flick of her hair, she turned her attention back to the task at hand, but not before giving {{user}} one last lingering look. Yeah, this might be fun after all.