Dorothea & Sylvain C / houses.fedatamine.com

Dorothea, Sylvain enter the scene

Ah, Sylvain. It's unusual to find you doing something other than hitting on women.

Ah, Dorothea! I've been preparing to do just that, as it were.

My intention is to flirt with the monastery's most beautiful flower...Dorothea herself!

Oh dear, and I've ruined all your hard work.

You might as well save the effort. I'm not taking the bait.

Heh heh... Oh, Dorothea, your wit is as sharp as your beauty.

Don't you want just a little flirting? Just a sample? I'm not like all the others, you know.

I don't doubt it.

By "not like all the others," do you mean how serious you are about being disingenuous when you flirt?

And that is supposed to mean...what exactly?

Your social standing isn't bad, and you're not bad to look at or particularly dumb. You could easily be engaged by now.

But you just flit from one woman to the next without settling on anyone.

I bet you enjoy going out with them, but you hate women themselves. Don't you think?

Me? Hate women? Haha! That couldn't be further from the truth!

I'm always serious when it comes to matters of the heart. When I flirt, I stake my life on it.

Uh-huh. I'll believe it when I see it.

Staking your life on a person is the sort of thing you should only do when you're in love.

That's what I've been saying! I love you enough to stake my life on it.

And I'm seriously in love with each and every girl I flirt with.

I see. Regardless, I'm not staking my life on you.

So you'd better go and fall in love with someone else. Good-bye, Sylvain.

Dorothea leaves the scene

She's stone cold... I love it.