You seem to have an overly inflated sense of your importance. You mean nothing to me, and anything you have to say is likely to be of little importance. The only thing that really matters is what's mine.
That is true. I myself have little interest in humor, but in the interest of appearing more humane I did feel some attempt necessary. My sense for it, however, remains poor.
[ Once Elaine's in the room, he follows her and sits down comfortably on a sitting couch. There is a table in the center of the room with a few cushions in front of it to sit on. ]
I had felt from my previous interactions with this house that your noble standing would see you granted the appropriate mentality and mannerisms, but it seems that I was mistaken.
Manners? We've already established you're not a guest. Why should I treat you as such in any way? You don't deserve such respect. Now: Either state what you want to speak about, or I will have you removed.
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Perhaps we should enter together.
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...After you.
[ He's not going to budge on this. ]
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[ He really doesn't care. ]
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[ but heading in first, whateverrr ]
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[ Once Elaine's in the room, he follows her and sits down comfortably on a sitting couch. There is a table in the center of the room with a few cushions in front of it to sit on. ]
Now, what did you wish to discuss?
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[ standing up anyway and walking over - not planning to get too close, if allowed she stops about an arm's length away ]
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Why am I not surprised? Honestly. Women are such filthy, ugly creatures. Vulgar and shameless, especially those with long, black hair.
[ He eyes Elaine's hair, disgust evident on his face. ]
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