EverAfter1998

Henry:
Where are your attendants?

Danielle:
I... decided to give them the day off.

Henry:
[incredulously] A day off? From what, life?

Danielle:
Don't you ever tire of having people wait on you all the time?

Henry:
Well, yes, but... they're servants, it's what they do.

Danielle:
[coldly] Well I wish I could dismiss mine as easily as you do yours. [she rises] I must be going.

Henry:
[following her] You're angry with me!

Danielle:
No.

Henry:
Admit it!

Danielle:
Well yes, if you want to know.

Henry:
Why?

Danielle:
Because you are trying to bait me with your snobbery.

Henry:
I fear, mademoiselle, that you are a walking contradiction, and I find that rather fascinating.

Danielle:
Me?

Henry:
Yes, you. You spout the ideals of a Utopian society and yet you live the life of a courtier!

Danielle:
And *you* own all the land there is and yet you take no pride in working it! Is that not also a contradiction?

Henry:
Hm, first I am arrogant, and now I have no pride; however do I manage that?

Danielle:
You have *everything*, and still the world holds no joy; and yet you insist on making fun of those who *would* see it for its possibilities.