[The Dreamberry turns on just as Vanessa falls back into a large armchair near a fireplace, slamming it with a loud thunk onto a side table as she settles in. She's only halfway in the view of the camera at that angle; it's mostly pointed towards the fire and a vase of yellow carnations. For those who understand Victorian flower language, it's
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It was horrible! How can you be okay with it?!
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...Lady Nightray?
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Sir Middleford.
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[Crossing her arms over her chest.]
Go back in time about two weeks and lock me in my room so that I don't have a chance to shame myself in front of my step-brother and Noel.
...And in front of you.
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[He's being nice. Well, not really. He's trying to piss her off. But it looks like being nice.]
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Yes...yes, a cup of tea would be nice, Vincent.
[IT'S A TRAP--]
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[He doesn't seem concerned at all, smiling into the Dreamberry that way.]
Just a few moments.
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[She'll just be sitting here in the parlor, legs crossed, shoes still haphazardly flung across the room. Staaaaring at the door.]
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Aren't you thankful that your message of meaningless complaints has been so well received? Surely that's something to be grateful for.
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Meaningless to you perhaps. And if I wanted it to be well-received, then surely I would have said it nicer.
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