The Serpent's Kiss1997

[Chrome and Juliana are talking in the hothouse at night]

Chrome:
There will be flowers of brown and green and black.

Juliana:
Black?

Chrome:
The Larousse collection specializes in dark plants, often black. Primula Arricula. Canna Indica. Tulipfera Nigra. Anemone Atrocarrulea.

Juliana:
I would be unacceptable then in a Larousse collection.

Chrome:
Oh, I think you would be rare enough, exotic enough.

Juliana:
But my skin is white.

Chrome:
Completely white?

Juliana:
Completely.

Chrome:
No blemishes, no stains? [Juliana shakes her head "no."] But inside [Chrome licks his fingers and begins to put out the candles, one at a time]... deep inside... there is a darkness.

Juliana:
I feel there is. I can't be sure. It would need an expert touch to discover and comfirm it.

Chrome:
Perhaps if Monsieur Larousse was here he would be able to verify.

Juliana:
But in the absence of Monsieur Larousse -...

Chrome:
I am not worthy.

Juliana:
And I might not always find it convenient to wait for the arrival of Monsieur Larousse. May I move now? [She flutters her fan, extinguishing the last candle]