#geraldfitzgerald

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Lilith: I will not. 

Gerald: You are my wife, learn to control your tongue.

Lilith: My tongue is serpentine. 

Gerald: Cage it, before I act unkindly.

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Lilith: Baron Fitzgerald-

Gerald: Please, call me Gerald.

Lilith: ...I wonder, Gerald...have you ever had a moustache?

Gerald: Why, yes! How did you know?

Lilith: You just seem the type of man to have one. You have the face for it, methinks.

Gerald: How very kind of you to say. Yes, I was...encouraged...to shave it, but I think perhaps it is time for it to make a grand return. 

Isobel: *internal screaming*

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Gerald: Correct this, immediately.

Lilith: No. Now everyone will know who you truly are. 

Gerald: This is an outrage!

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Gerald: ...wh-what have you done? What enchantment is this?!

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Gerald: Did I not tell you to- wh...what is this?

Lilith: I am leaving. I am leaving this house, do you understand me? You sad, odious little toad?!

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Lilith: Get your hands off of me.

Gerald: My love?

Lilith: You embarrassed me.

Gerald: Come now, be reasonable. 

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Gerald: I rather fancy a jaunt upstairs...what say you, my dear? 

Lilith: Oh, well...I’d rather thought we’d take a trip.

Gerald: A trip?

Lilith: Yes. To the art gallery, perhaps. I would so love to explore the area. Make myself known to the community. 

Gerald: ...and then...

Lilith: I think perhaps I can be persuaded to indulge in a quiet evening...

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Gerald: Oh my, you really are quite terrible! No matter, just make sure you’re moving your feet well out of the way in future.