Mystery of Mamo1978

[Lupin, hidden behind a pillar, presents a rose for Margo]

Margo:
[gasps] Lupin? It's Lupin!

Lupin:
[melodramatic] You're so beautiful, Margo!

Margo:
[chuckling] Stop joking now, Lupin.

Lupin:
[walks out to her, wearing a formal dress suit] You think I'm joking? The soft breeze of Paris must have melted my callous heart. [smells the rose] I thought I made myself extremely conspicuous tonight.

Margo:
[chuckling] I can see that. You look very nice.

Lupin:
O, the fragrant flower! You are like a rose.

Margo:
How old-fashioned!

Lupin:
Even the pain of thy thorns gives great pleasure… to the love in my heart. O Margo!

Margo:
Enough of that stupid act. Let's get down to business now.

Lupin:
Can she be so hard! [throws the rose away] You really do have a lot of thorns, don't you?

Margo:
I am in a hurry. Or perhaps, Lupin, you mean…

Lupin:
Don't be hasty. Look here…

[Margo's eyes widen as Lupin presents her the Wiseman's Stone]