Part 271: Virion C

Virion?

Ah, milady! 'Tis a pleasure to be in the company of one so beautiful. Your eyes-

Charmed, I'm sure. But flattery so freely given quickly loses its luster. If you insist on calling yourself a noble, you must take care of what you say and do. Your words and deeds reflect not only upon yourself, but all men of breeding.

Then, fair lady, you must tell me the best way to polish my noble reputation... Perhaps we can have a first lesson tonight over dinner? Just the two of us, mmm?

Absolutely not! I can't I can't be seen consorting with a rogue such as yourself!

You wound me, milady! Harsh words for one whose love for you is deeper than the sea.

Don't play me for a fool, cad. You've more love for that frilly shirt than for me.

She wounds me yet again! What will it take to prove my sincerity, dear lady?

I can tell you this: honey-coated words alone will not be enough.

Then by my deeds I shall win you, and the bards will sing of our love! (Virion leaves)

Any singer who utters even a word will have a quick answer from my parasol!