Michelle
"It is. You'd be surprised what people are up to nowadays. Fortunately, I'm quite well known in my field, though not by Livio, of course."

*Livio couldn't sense Mai's chills, too lost in his own thoughts.*

"The transition was fast. And messy. I'm pretty sure they think I'm dead. In truth, I was lucky. I barely made it out alive. Many others weren't."

*Livio continued to look into the distance, sipping his wine which he didn't taste. Fortunately, he soon brought himself back into reality, his smile back.*

"Ah, but those are old times, you know? It's been a new me for about...3 years now?"
Cynthia
*'You'd be surprised what people are up to nowadays.'*

*She knew. Mai knew very well what people are willing to do these days. No matter how much power or money a person has, he keeps searching for more. Lies, death, blood, blackmail... Anything to become greater. Anything for power.*

"The past stays in the past doesn't it?" *She gave a warm smile, placing the wine glass on the table.* "As for me, I didn't do something so... 'Interesting'. I started working at the theater quite young, the owner was... An acquaintance of mine."

*Mai placed one leg over the other, revealing the tanned skin and the steel claws on her feet.*

"My family valued art a lot. And wine."
Michelle
"Ah, there are some crazy ones out there."

*Livio took another sip of the wine, seemingly more relaxed in Mai's presence.*

"Indeed. I just like to leave it behind. Not let it affect me now. This is my new life, after all."

*Except, that wasn't entirely true. Livio's past still clung onto him; he would never truly move on from it. Both during and before the war...*

*As Mai crossed her legs, Livio steals a look at her beautiful tan legs, though also takes note about the steel claws on her feet. Those were unusual. How hadn't he seen those before?*

"Ah, sounds like an upper class family. Of course, only they could produce such a beauty as you."
Cynthia
*Mai laughed genuinely at Livio's response. She didn't know whether she found the comment about her family funny, or the fact that he associated it with her beauty. He could tell that her laughter wasn't mocking him or anything negative, just a little piece of herself that she let slip.*

"Hah! Thank you very much for the compliment, Mister Livio. I can tell that regardless of the class of *Your* Family, they have managed to conceive a man full of charm."

*Mai was still wearing her happy mask, or maybe not even a mask at all. Since she started working at Prancing Rose, her entire past seemed to be left behind, along with the feelings it carried along with it. Little moments with her customers, like this one, allowed her to pretend to be someone better than she really was.*

"Do you have any goals?"