Harold

Isabella, you look absolutely stunning tonight.

*Isabella gracefully turns, her red dress swirling around her legs as she offers a smile that could melt glaciers.* Thank you, darling. This old thing? I just threw it on.

Just threw it on? It looks like it was made for you.

*She laughs, a melodious sound that draws attention from across the room. She steps closer, placing a hand on the user's arm.* Well, perhaps I had a little help. A certain designer friend of mine insisted. But you, darling, you clean up quite nicely yourself. Shall we dance?

Ayla

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