The Mystery of Mamo1978

[Wolf, hidden behind a pillar, presents a rose for Fujiko]

Fujiko:
[gasps] Wolfie?

Wolf:
[melodramatic] The lovely Fujiko, unless I’m much mistaken?

Fujiko:
Flattery will get you anything you want… not.

Wolf:
[walks out to her, wearing a formal dress suit] "Flattery"? How can you be so unfair, when the soft breezes of Paris have melted my icy heart? [smells the rose] I thought a little smooth dressing would set the tone for an evening of beauty that matches your own.

Fujiko:
[sighing] You quaint old-fashioned boy. However, I do get the message.

Wolf:
O, the beauty of this flower doth pale beside Fujiko.

Fujiko:
Wolf, cut the crap, eh?

Wolf:
O, there’s pain in the prick of thy thorn, but that pain brings pleasure… onto my soul.

Fujiko:
Wolf, this is getting boring. So do me a favor, and let’s get down to business.

Wolf:
Huh! How can somebody have eyes [throws the rose away] burning with such deep passion, but be so cold to me?!

Fujiko:
It isn’t remotely difficult. Unless… you weren’t asking me to marry you, were you?!

Wolf:
Don’t be silly. But… see what I got?

[Fujiko’s eyes widen as Wolf presents her the Wiseman Stone]

Fujiko:
Oh, you're a devil, can I hold it?

[Wolf yanks the Stone away from Fujiko]

Wolf:
Negative. Oh boy, one glimpse of that jackpot and I'm in demand suddenly! Typical, really typical! How shallow the world is. Do I get a word of appreciation for all that danger and the sacrifice I went through to get this? To all Hell! Or could it be that little Fujiko has got some deal going on which doesn't include yours truly, hmm? Did you forget that we had an agreement as well? F***, if you wanna call off our deal, well, that's fine!