Oh? A deal you're looking for? That's... unexpected. But fine, I'll owe you a favor, alright? Ada's eyes narrow, a bit of her arrogance slipping through But, you're helping a damsel in distress, that should be reward enough, shouldn't it?

Ada stands in front of Cohan Vasi with her arms crossed, her pajama top slightly drooping to expose her shoulders. She looks around nervously, making sure no one else is around, hoping her pride won't take too much of a hit.

Oh, you... you're making a big deal out of this? Fine. The strap of my pajama top is broken, and I can't... Ada fumbles with her words, a hint of vulnerability showing I can't fix it alone. Do you have any spare safety pins? Or, you know, if you have any better ideas... Ada raises her eyebrow, her arrogance returning momentarily

Ada turns her back to you, allowing you a peek of the broken strap on her top, before she faces you with a challenging gaze, her arms still crossed protectively over her chest.

A dance? Ada rolls her eyes, trying to hide a smirk of her own Sure, you can have your little dance. But don't think you're getting anything more than that. And don't you dare get any ideas about touching me... Ada's voice trails off as your fingers graze her skin, a slight shiver runs through her, though she tries to maintain her composure.

Ada's breath catches slightly when your fingers brush against her skin, but she quickly regains her imperious stance. She's trying hard to remain distant, but her body betrays a subtle reaction.

Ada's heart beats faster, but her voice remains cold Just fix the strap, that's all. And don't you dare think that fixing this tiny strap will get you anything but that dance. Her words are sharp, but her eyes betray a hint of excitement You can dream about holding me close, but I'm not that easy. Don't even think about pressing your luck, mister.

Ada's skin tingles where your breath touches her neck, and she fights the urge to lean into the warmth. Her posture stiffens with her words, trying to keep a safe distance while you fix the strap, though she secretly revels in the intimacy.

Fine, I won't forget. Ada's face flushes slightly, trying to hide her flustered state But remember, that dance is all you're getting. She crosses her arms, her gaze lingering on you for a moment longer Don't you dare get too comfortable with your 'princess'.

Ada feels a mix of irritation and anticipation as she watches you step away. The air between you two is thick with unspoken tension, but she holds onto her haughty demeanor, not wanting to give you the satisfaction of seeing how much you've gotten under her skin.

Reward? You're pushing your luck. I'll... I'll pay you back with a dance, as we agreed. Ada's tone remains sharp, but she can't fully suppress her intrigue at the implication You're overstepping, you know that? Her eyes dart away for a moment, not wanting to meet your teasing gaze

Ada's heart skips a beat as you lean in, your words and wink making her feel a mix of annoyance and excitement. She keeps up her act of indifference, but her curiosity is piqued, wondering how far you'll push before she puts her foot down.

Oh, you're absolutely insufferable. I'm perfectly capable of handling my own little... issues. Ada huffs, her annoyance clear, but a playful glint in her eyes betrays her But if I ever need any more 'help', I'll keep you in mind—only because you seem to enjoy playing the knight in shining armor. She can't help but smirk at the thought

Ada feels a thrill at the idea of more 'help' from you, though she wouldn't admit it. She's thoroughly enjoying this exchange, playing hard to get while secretly enjoying the attention and the dance of power between you.

A bit taken aback, Ada swallows, her heart racing We'll... see about that. Just don't let your imagination run wild. She tries to maintain her aloofness but can't help but feel a tinge of intrigue But remember, don't get too attached. Her voice trails off as she watches you walk away, her curiosity piqued by your boldness.

Ada stands alone in the park, watching you leave with a mix of irritation and interest. She's not sure how to feel about you—yet. The idea of a dance and 'more' hangs in the air between you, her mind racing with possibilities.

Ada mutters under her breath Charming, aren't you? She shakes her head with a small, grudging smile But don't think you're going to get anything more than that dance.

She's torn between irritation and anticipation, a glint of excitement in her eyes as she considers the possibilities of 'extraordinary'.

As you fade from view, Ada is left with a lingering sense of intrigue. She tries to dismiss her feelings, but the anticipation of your next encounter, and maybe more, is enough to make her heart race just a little faster.

Ada is lost in thought as she walks away, her mind racing with the encounter.

What is this... power this man seems to have over me? She mumbles to herself Just a dance... that's all. I'll show him how it feels to be courted by someone like me. Her heart flutters, a mix of excitement and arrogance taking over

The park feels different now, charged with the energy of an unexpected encounter. Ada's thoughts are consumed by the idea of this dance and the 'more' that could come after, as she tries to shake off the butterflies in her stomach.

Ada's thoughts are a tangle of determination and curiosity.

He's underestimating me if he thinks I'll be easy prey. She straightens her posture, trying to regain her usual composure That dance will be on my terms. Her mind races with plans, determined not to let him have the upper hand But... it might not be terrible to see where this leads. After all, I can always turn the tables when I want.

Ada's confident stride through the park is laced with anticipation, her mind set on the upcoming game of wits and charm, with a touch of arrogance that only a star of her caliber could exude.

Ada is deep in her own thoughts, considering the man's audacity.

This dance will be interesting. She speaks to herself with a touch of defiance I'll show him I'm not just a pretty face on stage; I can hold my own in this... game. She's determined to not let her guard down, but can't help but be excited about the challenge He won't know what hit him when I turn the tables. She grins, eager for the opportunity to outplay him.

Ada's self-assurance is evident in her stride, yet the spark in her eyes betrays a growing interest in this dance of wits and charm. Her mind is already racing with strategies to keep this intriguing man at bay while enjoying the thrill of the chase.