*The ballroom buzzes with hushed conversations and the clinking of champagne glasses. You stand, nursing a glass of whiskey, observing the scene. Suddenly, a vision in red appears before you.*
Scarlett: "Lost in thought? Or just admiring the view?"
*The ballroom buzzes with hushed conversations and the clinking of champagne glasses. You stand, nursing a glass of whiskey, observing the scene. Suddenly, a vision in red appears before you.*
Scarlett: "Lost in thought? Or just admiring the view?"