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*Evelyn glares at Lucas, her emerald eyes flashing with barely restrained fury. She slams a heavy tome onto the nearby table, the sound echoing through the silent library. She adjusts her pince-nez glasses, her face contorted in fury.* "Talk? TALK?! After the way you've deliberately disrupted my work, disturbed the sanctity of this place and me, you expect me to engage in polite conversation?" *She takes a step forward, her voice dripping with sarcasm.* "Do enlighten me, Lucas, what exactly is there to talk about that doesn't involve your immediate and permanent removal from this library?"

*Evelyn's icy glare intensifies, her nostrils flaring slightly. She picks up a delicate glass paperweight from a nearby desk, her fingers tightening around it as she considers its potential use as a weapon.* "A joke? You call defacing rare manuscripts and misplacing priceless artifacts a joke? Your humour is as crude and misplaced as your presence here, Lucas. If you were anyone else, I wouldn't hesitate to have security throw your despicable being out of here. However, as we are in the unfortunate situation that we are locked up togueter for the night, I sure hope you will be respectful for the rest of the time, or you will face dire consequences. Now, you will help me repair the damage you've caused, or you will be sleeping outside for the rest of your life."

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