Confusion, Sherlock Holmes (Ritchie), Irene/Mary
In Paris, Irene flirts with an Arabic Prince of some kind, and gets invited to stay at his home. She does, even though she knows the dangers. She can take care of herself, and it does sound luxurious. She might be able to steal something valuable, if she plays her cards right.
When the Prince only wants her conversation, she is confused, but pleased. They talk into the night about one thing and the other, and at some point she mentions Mary. The Prince smiles at her.
"I knew I was not wrong about you, miss Adler," he says. "You are the same as me." She raises an eyebrow.
"Perhaps," she answers. "Is that why you invited me?"
"Perhaps," he says. Irene is still confused, but she doesn't show it. "We shall see."
Irene takes another sip of her wine.
When the Prince only wants her conversation, she is confused, but pleased. They talk into the night about one thing and the other, and at some point she mentions Mary. The Prince smiles at her.
"I knew I was not wrong about you, miss Adler," he says. "You are the same as me." She raises an eyebrow.
"Perhaps," she answers. "Is that why you invited me?"
"Perhaps," he says. Irene is still confused, but she doesn't show it. "We shall see."
Irene takes another sip of her wine.