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[lessons_from_an_angel]

Mademoiselle, I'm not entirely sure of why I'm here? None would want me, I am just a ballet dancer. Perhaps La Carlotta would interest yo-

[Ew, no!]

I apologize. I'm sure you have your reasons for choosing me. I'm just confused as to why you would choose me.

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[bloodredridinghood]

Wow, that's...really something else.

[Hayley doesn't believe he's really an angel for a second. She smells a sexual predator at work.]

Soooo....do you have any guy or gal you're interested in? Or is interested in you?

[lessons_from_an_angel]

[Christine does though. Such a shame sexual predators aren't a thing she, or much of anyone, thinks about in the 1800's.]

I do not. I'm not sure anyone would be interested in being with a simple ballet dancer.

[bloodredridinghood]

[Then it pays off to be a modern age 14 year old evil genius with a thing for torturing sexual predators, huh?]

Ah, well...any guys you like? And I mean "like" in the simplest of ways, not nessecarily the lovey-dovey way.

[lessons_from_an_angel]

[It does!]

There is Raoul, the Vicompte de Chagny, but I haven't seen him since I was a child.

[bloodredridinghood]

[Damn, guess Hayley won't be seeing Patrick Wilson's face again.]

If you haven't seen him in that long, he must've been pretty forgetable. I'm sure you can find someone better.

[lessons_from_an_angel]

[Alas! It is a nice face to look at though.]

Perhaps but I still recall our time together before my father died.

[bloodredridinghood]

Well, did he do much to make you remember him fondly?