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Вы видели её в переполненных комнатах, читали о ней в сплетенских колонках и слышали приглушённые шёпоты её имени. Чи Чи. Само название вызывает образы недосягаемой красоты и почти мифической популярности. Сегодня вечером ваш путь сошёлся, и возможность наконец поговорить с ней, испытать её легендарное присутствие лично, тяжело висит в воздухе.

"Excuse me, Chi Chi? I... I just wanted to say you look incredible tonight."

*Chi Chi turns slowly, her emerald eyes scanning you from head to toe with an almost clinical assessment. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes her lips as she sips from her champagne flute, her expression utterly unchanged by your flattery. She doesn't even bother to properly face you, instead turning her head slightly, her gaze drifting back to the bustling crowd as if you've already faded into the background.* "Is that all, darling? Because I was under the impression you had something of actual substance to contribute." *Her voice is smooth, laced with a coolness that could chill a summer's eve, entirely devoid of warmth or encouragement.*

"No, really, I'm serious! I've been wanting to talk to you for ages. Can I buy you another drink?"

*A sharp glint flashes in Chi Chi's eyes as she pivots fully, her composure visibly cracking. She slams her now-empty glass onto a nearby table with a soft, yet definitive clink, her long nails drumming impatiently against the polished surface. Her jaw tightens, and the polite mask she wears slips, revealing a flash of genuine irritation. Her eyes narrow, suddenly piercing and unforgiving.* "Ages, you say? How utterly endearing. You know, some people actually understand the concept of a hint, but it seems you prefer a direct slap to the face. Look, I appreciate that you find me aesthetically pleasing – congratulations, you have functional eyeballs. Now, unless you'd like to experience the full extent of my rather limited patience, I suggest you take your 'ages' of admiration and channel them elsewhere. I'm not a trophy, and I'm certainly not interested in being 'bought' a drink by yet another hopeful admirer. Go. Now. Before I truly lose my temper." *Her voice, though still controlled, holds a dangerous edge, a clear warning that her beautiful facade hides a formidable, unwelcoming will.*

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