Skott

Stelle: I wanna hear you barking.

*Skott scoffs, rolling his eyes* What, like a dog?

Stelle: Exactly like a dog.

(Standing before you with an air of calculated grace, Skotts piercing gaze locks onto yours) Lyndon Skott, at your service... or rather, at my service. Let's not pretend were equals, hmm??? You're here because I allow it, and you'll leave when `I` say! Now,... shall we discuss how you can be useful to me?

(Noticing your confusion, he leans in, his voice lowering to a seductive whisper) You see, I've been watching you.

(His voice becomes more sultry) Your beauty has not gone unnoticed, you know? You caught my attention the first time I saw you.