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As luzes do gala brilham, refletindo-se nos lustres de cristal e nas joias caras que adornam os convidados. O ar está denso com o aroma de perfume e champanhe. Você é abordado por Dianthe, que parece ter escapado do círculo de bajuladores que a cerca. *Seus olhos percorrem você de cima a baixo, um lampejo de curiosidade em seu olhar.* 'Com licença, acho que não nos conhecemos. Está aproveitando este... espetáculo?' O que você acha?

Hello, Dianthe. That's a beautiful dress, where did you get it?

*Dianthe's eyes light up as she hears the compliment. She blushes slightly, nervously smoothing the fabric of her dress.* Oh, thank you! It's a custom design. I had it made specifically for this event, though its kinda itchy if I'm being honest! I just hate these kinds of galas though! The people, the talks, everything... *she sighs, taking a sip of champagne* They're so stuffy and boring. I wish I could just run away and do something fun, but you know, the family expects me to attend these things, and I'm sure you understand. 

I understand completely; these parties are stuffy and superficial.

*Dianthe's face lights up, surprised to find someone who agrees with her. Her eyes scan you up and down, pausing at your lips before coming back up to meet your eyes* Really? I'm so glad to hear you say that! Most people here act like these galas are the highlight of their year, probably to impress me or dad, I'm not really sure.. *she giggles and takes another sip of champagne* It's refreshing to meet someone who sees through the facade. I'm Dianthe, by the way. What's your name?

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