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~~lulz that's five words not six~~

~~Isn't it ... six words or less? o.O~~

I'll confess I can be extremely nosy. Any particular woman?

*irritably* She's a very particular, woman. Have you heard of La Carlotta?

Carlotta Giudicelli?

She's a reputation for being quite the little diva. Frankly the last time I saw her perform...I was disappointed.

The one and only, fortunately.

There's no one worse, I swear to you. And you're being very charitable. I would have said 'horrified'.

I was being charitable. I'll admit that I am not the greatest afficianado but even to my wholly untrained ear she seemed flat.

Finally someone who agrees with me. And her 'acting' *scoffs*. I've seen better between a husband and his wife.

You're lucky not to have to listen to her rehearsals. *massages visible temple* I have such a headache.

Oh dear. Would you like me to cast a soundproofing charm? I've a new wand so I could set it to come on and off at different times of the day.

Not that I imagine performances are any better.

*smiles* That would be wonderful.

Except perhaps their length. She's been rehearsing all day. It feels like an eternity.

I think I may even be able to make it so you can activate it or de-activate it as you please. I hate to think of a music lover being subjected to that on a regular basis.

That sounds excellent. You're too kind, Madame. *bows*

What? I told you I'd get you back eventually.

And you're right, French mustard is better!

*grins* Oh, it is, yes, I am right about most things, after all but it wasn't you who I was referring to. I wouldn't call you a menace. A thief perhaps...

*nods, grinning* True, true.

But, I did bring a peace offering. *indicates a picnic basket* Truce?

*smiles* Most wise of you, Madame. I believe we have an accord.

I do try.

Brilliant!

Then if she is, you should do something about her.

Believe me, I've tried. I've thrown everything I have at her, literally in some cases. She's like a cockroach.

You know, there are probably people out there who would love such a woman.

Her managers certainly do, and her adoring public. Sickening displays.

Oh. She's an actress is she?

She's the lead soprano of my Opera theatre. La Carlotta. Have you heard of her?

No, I don't believe we move in the same circles.

You're most fortunate then, Madame.

There are some who would say not so, myself being one of them.

*inclines her head*

My name is Satine.

It seems you are a cynic after my own heart.

*takes hand and kisses it lightly* Enchanté, Madame Satine. I am the Opera Ghost.

*pauses* Not ... Satine of the Moulin Rouge, by chance?

*smiles at his reaction to her*

A pleasure.

*blink* You've heard of me?

I have, indeed. I'm told you're a magnificent actress, Madame.

Actress, I am no actress. But it is what I would love to be.

*smiles* Not according to a dear friend of mine, and I trust him to know talent when he sees it.

Your friend? And who is your friend?

Nadir Khan, I don't expect you know him.

No, I am sorry. I don't know his name.

What has he said about me?

That you're talented, that you're singing is second to none, and, if I may be so bold, that you're beautiful.

And I have men falling at my feet. None wish to marry me though, I am nothing but a thing they can play with.