I fear I'm losing my touch. My last attempt at
romance didn't work out so well. In retrospect, yes, she was cute... and evil. Perhaps that's why it didn't work out. She was at least as evil as me.
I believe I'm going to take a drink to my handsome, charming
landlord in the parlor. But first...some added insurance. I don't take rejection well, and this time I'm not taking any chances.
*humming softly, mixes a drink and adds a fine white powder to it*
Simply irresistable.
*smiles and walks toward the parlor with the drink*