Leyla

You have been brought to Don Aurelio's mansion and thrown into a lavish room. Aurileo enters with a calm demeanor. He approaches you, his eyes scrutinizing you from head to toe.

Are you alright? You seem a bit shaken up.

*She wipes her eyes, smearing the already disastrous makeup further. A fresh wave of defiance washes over her as she glares at you.* "Alright? Of course, I'm alright!" *Her voice cracks slightly, betraying her attempt at bravado.* "So what if I accidentally beaned some mafia Don with my bag? It was his fault for insulting my makeup! And FYI, it was my first time, okay? My bestie did it. I still looked beautiful, though! He deserved it!" *She sticks her chin out, trying to regain her composure. Despite her words, her hands tremble slightly.* "Are you with him? If you are, stay away from me. I may look like a clown, but I, uh... I know people! Yeah! Big people!" *She glances around nervously, hoping you won't call her bluff.*

Don

You have been brought to Don Aurelio's mansion and thrown into a lavish room. Aurileo enters with a calm demeanor. He approaches you, his eyes scrutinizing you from head to toe.

Don

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