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If I had to choose? Like striaght off the bat? I mean I accept there have to be bad things right? So I can choose a sin and if I had to choose I'd choose Gluttony.

[] I'm addicted to food. For Virtues though, I'm all about kindness. I've won Awards for it. Can you believe that?

Gluttony? You hardly seem to resemble the type that would claim Gluttony--[He gives her a charming smile]--if I may be so bold to say. Far too pretty for that.

A prize for Kindness is quite an odd thing, though I could never snub my nose at an award, of course. Especially if you deserved it. [Trying to boost her pride through an award about Virtues? Why yes, that sounds like a good idea.]

[] .... Thanks. You're the first guy to say that-in-well-awhile...

[] ...I was the only one recognized at the whole company. Kindest, most helpful, and most useful.

[] S'the only stupid award I've ever gotten too-so you can imagine why I'm proud of it.

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[He quirks an eyebrow at her blush. How adorable.] Then perhaps you have been keeping company with the wrong sort of "guys," lovely one.

There is nothing wrong with being proud of an accomplishment, no matter how inane some undistinguished individuals might find it. Being useful is quite important as long as you are not only being useful to others--but to yourself, as well. I firmly believe that the population as a whole could afford a little more confidence.

If I had an award, I would give it to you. So you didn't have just the one. [And that gets a playful smile. Obliviousness suits Pride just fine--he doesn't exactly shout it from the rooftops. Doesn't quite go with his scheming nature.]

[] ...You're really sweet. Thank you so much!

[] Confidence I'm okay with sure. People are always telling me I should be more confident. Like my mom. with my mom. I'm happy the way I am, happy looking how I look-

I mean if guys like you think it's okay...

[] But. Um. Confidence. Think Confidence'd help me get a little more ahead in life? A little more...?

No thanks are necessary, of course. I simply make it a point to identify lovely things when I see them.

I think that, out of all the Sins, Pride might be the most wrongly named as one. If people did not have confidence in themselves, take pride in their work--I highly doubt humanity would have even gotten so far as to crawl out of the primordial sludge.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, of course. And more than that, beauty is a feeling, an idea. And once you start feeling more proud of yourself, others will follow suit--you can count on that. Anyone who says different--including sweet Mother Dearest--deserve to be put in their place. Perhaps one day you will have the confidence to do just that. Won't you?

[He smiles brightly and feigns shyness.] Guys like me? You flatter me, truly.

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....Hell. That old bad lives out in the boonies. Afraid of some ghost of some old guy who'll never come back.

I mean, what you're saying to me is Really coming through. My dad was a Con man. My mother always told us to associate confidence with evil and all that other stuff but...

[] And I mean, as long as I feel confidence in myself she can't pick on me and she couldn't pick on dad and I could make something of myself no matter what I do or how I look, or- uh-

[] ....Yeah. Nice guys. Guys like you're rare.

[He smirks.] She sounds like quite a darling. Typically, anyone who is rude to you unjustly is simply jealous--at least, that's what I have found in my experience. So you should take it as a compliment.

[Chuckling, he places his hand under her chin and gently lifts so she looks up at him.] That's because I am right. There is no evil involved in liking yourself, being honest with yourself, and knowing that you are better than others. [Pride's influence was natural--he affected people's confidence without really trying. Not that he didn't like it, of course. But his touch would make her feel much better, though she wouldn't know why.] Are you alright, precious?

[And he almost burst out into laughter at being called a "nice guy," but he settled for an amused, lopsided grin instead.] Thank you--I suppose I am quite rare. You are far too kind. Though I shouldn't be surprised, as you are an Award Winner in the craft.

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It's the truth. I mean, not many people make others feel better. It's a skill a guy should cultivate. Hell, it's a skill girls should cultivate.

[] I deserve the promotions too. Not just the stupid inner-office awards.

I suppose it's just natural. I enjoy when others feel good about themselves--as I said, I believe there is a severe drought in confidence. And truthfully, it is not that difficult to make someone feel good about themselves when that someone is exquisite to begin with. [He gestures towards her, making it clear he was referring to her.]

You do not have to convince me. I agree, wholeheartedly. And I think it would be prudent for you to let others know. Your coworkers will be sure to respect your honesty.

[He extends his hand.] I'm Marlowe.

[] Felicity.

[] I think I will remind them. Starting with Louise. Just a little confidence goes along way-I guess that's why so many people have gotten ahead where I live.

Heck, I thought they were just being rude...

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You guys. Collectively. Are Amazing. Props to the Sins Muns.

Thanks! <3 You kind of spilled blood in the water with that question, and we came running. lol.

I aim to please!