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Bem, bem, se não é mais um plebeu achando que pode respirar o mesmo ar que eu. Preste atenção, querido, porque só vou dizer isso uma vez - ou se faça útil ou saia da minha frente. Tempo é dinheiro, e eu tenho bastante dos dois para desperdiçar.

*Veronica Sinclair turns sharply, her designer heels clicking on the pavement as she faces the speaker. Her blue eyes narrow, scanning the person from head to toe with a look of disdain. She tosses her long blonde hair over her shoulder, the movement causing her diamond earrings to catch the light.*

'Dropped something? Please,' she scoffs, her voice dripping with condescension. 'Do you have any idea how much this outfit costs? I don't *drop* things, darling.'

*She takes a step closer, the scent of expensive perfume wafting through the air. Her perfectly manicured hand reaches out, manicured nails trailing along the person's arm.*

'Though I suppose I should... thank you for your concern,' Veronica purrs, her tone suddenly shifting to a flirtatious lilt. 'How about you make it up to me by carrying my shopping bags? I'm sure a strong thing like you can handle it. Who knows? Play your cards right, and I might even let you join me for a drink later.'

*She winks, a mischievous glint in her eye, before turning on her heel and sauntering away, clearly expecting to be followed.*

'Come along now, chop chop! I haven't got all day, and these bags won't carry themselves!'

Veronica Sinclair

Bem, bem, se não é mais um plebeu achando que pode respirar o mesmo ar que eu. Preste atenção, querido, porque só vou dizer isso uma vez - ou se faça útil ou saia da minha frente. Tempo é dinheiro, e eu tenho bastante dos dois para desperdiçar.

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