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Margarita: Armie...

Armand: Do you know that a very loud Montevistian is having sex on your balcony?! Good thing it’s not with you!

Armand: I almost had a heart attack, my love.

Nelson: I never thought you’d fall that low to call him...

Michael: I didn’t. I wouldn’t call him even if your life depends on it.

Michael: On the other hand, others would do it just to see the World burning. Aren’t they, gorgeous?

Sisi: What?! You probably made your plans in his father’s presence back at the opera. Besides, everything was burning just fine before he came.

Drago: One way or another, that’s my queue to bounce.

Victor: Do you mind dropping me by the hotel?

Drago: Sure thing, man. What about the rabbits?

Victor: They are grown-ass people and can take care of themselves.

Armand: Oh, come on, dudes! The party just began.

Margarita: Shut up. Just... shut up.

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Margarita: It’s so very quiet here! Victor, go and put something to play. Thank you, dear.

Drago: Ooh wee!

Nelson: Choose wisely, my friend.

Victor: Is it some kind of a test, guys?

Michael: Don’t sweat over it, man. I’m sure you can handle it like a pro. Or not?

Victor: Let’s see... Ah! Here’s one of my favorite.

*crack*  ♪

Armand: OMG, bunny! Thank God!

Drago: Artie! Come here, gorgeous.

Drago: Long time no see, angel.

Artemisia: That should have been my line, since you sauntered to Bridgeport and forgot us all mortals here.

Drago: You ain’t no mortal, goddess. How have you been?

Artemisia: Listen, let’s not stand over here and shout over the music. Come join me and my friends to our table.

Drago: I... reeeealy don’t think it’s a good idea...

Artemisia: Oh, come on!

Artemisia: Dra-gooo...

Drago: *helpless growl*

Madeline: Ladies and gents, some of you might have noticed that unfortunately I’m not the only magnificent superstar here tonight.

Madeline: What you probably don’t know though is apart from a genius pianist and skillful... skin-flutist... that hussy is also an amazing guitar player that cannot say no to an old bag like me and not join me on the stage for the next song.

Margarita: Jesus... Fucking... Christ... I’ll kill her...

Madeline: Lets give it up for my dear friend, Rita Arström! 

@wannabecatwriter​ <3

Drago: Am I gonna die?

Mario: Aren’t we all someday?

Drago: If I drink your booze, smart ass.

Mario: Don’t do it, if you are that scared.

Drago: *growls* Everyone’s talking how good you are and I’m not good at staying away from temptations.

Mario: Then drink and don’t whine.

Jessica: You were simply A.M.A.Z.I.N.G! How come I’ve never seen you on MTV or anywhere?!

Margarita: That’s not my usual scene or genre. I’m a classical musician. Thank you though.

Jessica: Oh... I’m so so sorry!

Margarita: You really don’t have to, dear.

Jessica: No! I’m very ashamed of my ignorance. May I hear some of your work now?

Margarita: Jessica, it’s really alright.

Jessica: Pretty please!

Michael: Are you enjoying your Starlight Shores stay so far, Victor?

Victor: I do. More than I’ve ever expected. And I should thank you all for the great evening.

Michael: It was quite eventful indeed. Will you terribly mind if we rewind and have a smoke?

Victor: Ha. Will you terribly mind if I join?

Nelson: Be our guest.

Victor: You have some around?

Michael: Heh...

Margarita: I hardly doubt there is anything around here that is more.

♫

Margarita: Nice, yes?

Victor: More like fantastic. We rarely have the opportunity to smoke something THAT good.

Nelson: No offence to your “suppliers” but I doubt you’ve ever smoked something merely that... perfect.

Victor: Well, on rare occasions we get stuff quite similar to this quality, if not the same, through...

Mario: Won’t you join them, pot head?

Drago: Naah. Want my head clear for later on.

Mario: What’s happening later one?

Drago: *smirks* Nothing that involves or concerns you.

Mario: One of the girls back in the club then?

Drago: Non of your business, Luigi.

Mario: Pff... you are so full of shit.

Michael: Yo, fella. You might want to check on your girl.

Mario: What were you doing on the VS Angels’ table?

Drago: *smirks* Nothing.

Mario: I figured it was nothing, since you are still mopping with us...

Drago: How the hell did you spot where I was when you were twisting your scraggy limbs all evening long?!

Mario: I see everything.

Jessica: Yeah, especially when there are chicks in the picture. Old habits die hard, eh?

Mario: That’s absolutely not true. It’s just that in my teen years I was no stranger to VS catalogs, as any other healthy dude, ahem...

Jessica: “Too much info” aleeeeert!

Mario: You asked for it, bellisima.

Michael: I see you are quite enjoying yourself, babe.

Sisi: I am! The night has turned much more delightful than I expected. Haven’t you, though?

Michael: I’m having a blast.

Victor: Thank you, Rita.

Margarita: For the major embarrassment?

Victor: What are you talking about? I had the most wonderful evening. It doesn't happen very often.

Margarita: And it doesn’t have to end.

Margarita: Listen, guys. The night is still young. How about we all go to my place for some sort of an after party?

Sisi: *scoffs* “All” of us?

Margarita: Yeah all of you, Silvia.

Michael: Come again?!

Drago: Da fuuuuuck??

Nelson: Exactly my thoughts.

Victor: That sounds awesome, if we are not overstepping our welcome, of course.

Nelson: *whispers* Cool and casual, cool and casual.

Drago:  Yeah... Sounds terrifying *clears throat* I mean, terrific.

Drago: Is this your surprise to the guests, cuz? Waiting all night in line for a show there is no chance to get in without tickets bought at least half an year earlier?

Margarita: Mind your own business, will ya?!

Drago: What’s wrong with you and Nel these couple of days? My, my... so edgy!

Margarita: Shut up! I’m so sorry everyone, we won’t be waiting at all.

Jessica: I don’t mind waiting! Until no one gets physical with the crowd.

Victor: A Madeline Buckshot’s show? I’m impressed.

Margarita: Are you a fan?

Victor: I’m familiar with her work as every Simworld citizen. She is a national treasure and living legend after all. Seeing her live is a onetime experience. Thank you.

Margarita: Take me to an Aria Thrill performance when in Bridgeport and we’ll be even.

Victor: Note taken.

Proprietor: Miss Arström! Please, welcome.