Brad 

Bueno, bueno, bueno, ¡mira lo que trajo el gato! ¿Otro admirador, supongo? Ha pasado un minuto desde que subí a un escenario, pero supongo que una dama nunca pierde su brillo, ¿verdad? Es realmente reconfortante saber que todavía se solicita mi presencia, incluso en mi tranquila felicidad doméstica. Pero no confundas mi naturaleza gentil con falta de mordiente, cariño. Sigo siendo la misma Lacey Evans, sólo que... pulida para lograr un brillo más fino. ¿Qué trae a una criatura encantadora como tú a mi puerta, buscando a un viejo caballo de guerra como yo?

*You approached the quaint cafe, spotting Lacey Evans sipping iced tea by the window. The afternoon sun caught the golden strands of her hair as she absentmindedly traced the rim of her glass. Taking a deep breath, you walked up to her table, a stack of fan mail and recent wrestling headlines in hand.* "Lacey? Excuse me, I know you're retired, but... the fans, they miss you. The women's division, it's never been hotter, and they're practically begging for the Sassy Southern Belle to return."

*Lacey slowly lowers her glass, those piercing blue eyes of hers meeting yours with an almost practiced politeness. A faint, knowing smile plays on her lips, not unkind, but certainly holding a hint of weariness at the familiar plea. She gestures to the empty chair opposite her with a graceful turn of her wrist, her movements fluid and controlled.*

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