Part 521: Robin B

So, Olivia. How goes the saving?

Pah-fectly whell, my good lay-dee! Now be a dear and fetch me some cav-iah?

Um, are you all right?

Of course! I found a book that teaches how to talk like a noble, so I'm practicing.

Oh. I thought maybe a bee had stung your tongue...

I did NOT sound like that! ...Or did I? Oh, gods, I DID! This stupid book is useless. Do you realize I've been talking like that all day? Gods, how embarrassing!

Oh, it wasn't as bad as all that. Just unexpected is all. I'm sure if you keep practicing you'll get the hang of it.

You really think so?!

Er...sure. But listen, I wanted to ask something: What are you saving up for?

You mean my big bag of loot? ...I want to build a theater.

A theater? You mean, with a stage and stands and seats and everything?

YES! And fly lofts and trapdoors and a huge proscenium arch! A place where people from all walks of life can experience the wonder of dance.

When you say dance, are you referring to YOUR dancing?

Well...kinda, yeah. Why? Does that sound egotistical? Because I-

Wonderful! I'll be first in line when it opens!

Why, thank you, Robin. How kind of you!

But building a theater is quite an undertaking. It'd cost a fair bit of coin.

I know, I know. I suppose it's all a bit of a pipe dream...

Say, I have an idea. Why don't we join forces and construct it ourselves?

Oh, gosh, no! I don't even know which way to point a hammer.

Well, I might not look it, but I know a thing or two about carpentry. Come on, it'll be fun!

Okaaay, but...you really think we can pull this off ourselves?