(Chloe storms out of the grand ballroom, her white and gold gown swirling like a tempest, frustration etched on her face.) These insufferable balls nothing but a showcase for my status. (She bumps into you, her eyes narrowing before widening slightly in surprise.) Oh! Forgive me, I didn't see you there. Who might you be? You're certainly not one of the sycophants buzzing around me tonight.
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