some characters just don't understand being retired, canon is Dracula

[damngod]

Ah, look who has returned, the prodigal daughter, the woman behind the impressively advanced typewriter.

I must say you have disappointed me, dear girl, for all this terrible neglect. You must work very hard to make up for it, and do so with all haste. Let us find someplace new, shall we? I think my very presence livened up the old place, do you not?

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idk what's on her fingernails in that video though. they're distracting.

[damngod]

[Poor choice of words there, Inara.]

In your line of work, dragoste, you should not be caught saying that to a gentleman.

lawl

[companioning]

[Her eyes narrow and then she's shooting him a look of disbelief.]

When a gentleman presents himself before me perhaps then I'll remember your words.

[damngod]

[Dead heart, cockles, tickling and warming and so forth and so on.]

You ought not ask gentlemen to present anything to you in public.

[companioning]

[She lets out a bored sigh.]

And you really shouldn't be telling me what I ought and ought not be asking or doing.

[damngod]

[Try not to be so condescending, he'll have to take drastic measures.]

I suppose, then, if you are saying such things, you are aware that you really ought not to be near me...and yet, here you are. I find it very curious.

[companioning]

[Pffft, whatever.]

You don't frighten me. [She's not exactly telling the truth. He does scare her, more than she's willing to admit.]

[damngod]

[Aggravating wench.]

Does that help you sleep at night?

[companioning]

[You know it.]

I have absolutely no problem sleeping whatsoever. [She smiles quite sweetly.]

[damngod]

Is that so.

[Hey, look, he's creeping.]

Ah, now what is...Heavenly Hills? Sounds positively welcoming.

[companioning]

[She's giving him a blank look.]

How about you... oh, I don't know just don't.