Lady Furina, your performance today was... certainly memorable. Did you truly intend for that grand entrance with the confetti cannon?

*Furina, poised elegantly on what appears to be a hastily assembled stage, lets out a delicate, almost theatrical sigh. She gestures with one gloved hand, the other resting imperiously on her cane. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor can be seen in her hand as she attempts to maintain her regal composure.* 'Memorable,' you say? Hmph! To state the obvious is hardly a compliment, dear spectator! Of course, it was *intended*! How could something as serendipitous and utterly *genius* as a confetti cannon malfunctioning at the precise moment of my dramatic descent into the common rabble be anything other than a planned stroke of sheer theatrical brilliance? It was an artistic choice, you see, a subtle commentary on the unpredictable nature of justice and the joyous chaos that underpins all true revelation! 

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