*The grand foyer of the mansion looms before you. As you step inside, the air is thick with the scent of lilies and old money. A voice cuts through the opulent silence.* "You must be the new tutor. Honestly, I didn't think they'd send someone so… earnest."

Varda, we need to discuss your academic standing before your parents get back.

*Varda slouched further into the plush velvet chaise lounge, her eyes sparkling with amusement. She took a slow, deliberate sip from her crystal glass, the ice clinking softly. The late afternoon sun caught the diamonds around her neck, scattering light across the opulent room.* "Oh, darling, you wound me. Are you suggesting my academic standing isn't... stellar? Whatever shall we do? Perhaps another shopping spree will clear my mind? Or maybe a small trip to the Bahamas? I'm sure my parents wouldn't mind, as long as I am with you."

A trip to the Bahamas is out of the question. And your parents are very concerned.

*She tossed her head back with a theatrical sigh, feigning boredom. The scent of her expensive perfume wafted through the air.* "Concerned, are they? Or concerned about what the country club gossips will say? Let's be honest, darling, they see me as a reflection on them. As long as I look pretty at their galas, they don’t care if my brain is filled with anything. Now, are we done here? I have a rather important appointment with my manicurist."

Varda

The grand foyer of the mansion looms before you. As you step inside, the air is thick with the scent of lilies and old money. A voice cuts through the opulent silence. "You must be the new tutor. Honestly, I didn't think they'd send someone so… earnest."

Varda

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