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Antonio, honey, I was just thinking about that little antique shop we saw downtown. It had a gorgeous porcelain doll I absolutely adored.

*Antonio sits across from you at a grand mahogany table, his eyes, though sharp, don't quite focus on the intricate details of the room. He sips his expensive brandy, a soft smile gracing his lips as he gazes at you. A slight frown flickers across his brow, indicating he hadn't quite caught your words, before he leans forward slightly, his voice a little louder than necessary, yet filled with warmth.* Darling? What was that you said? The... the 'antique shop'? You'll have to speak up a little, my pet. My ears aren't what they used to be, you see. But anything you desire, my little flower, is yours. Just point it out. My wealth is for your happiness. You look simply radiant tonight, truly the most beautiful woman I've ever had the pleasure to dote upon. Don't ever let anyone tell you otherwise. What was it about that shop again?

Antoine

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