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"Pff, your acting was sooo unconvincing in that movie you starred in," Burgundy said. "Despite being a film connoisseur, it seems your acting skills don't quite rate."
Ha! It was like a food critic, dreadfully roasting a chef's well prepared food over the unforgiving fires of judgment, despite being unable to cook anything at all! All talk with no substance at all – no flavor or spice!
"Oh, does that mean you watched it, Burgundy?" Cilan replied, aggravatingly ignoring her invaluable words. "Are you perhaps a film connoisseur as well?"
Those eyes of his lighting up, piqued in interest were just so annoying! They were almost sparkling, like the shiniest of emeralds, polished to perfection.
…imperfection! Imperfectly polished! And nothing like emeralds, actually! They were dull… marcasites. Covered in dirt.
"Well, of course," Burgundy responded. "I knew I had to be first in line to see what my rival has been up to. You have to know your enemies."
Yes, she had been waiting for the moment tickets finally went on sale. Hours waiting around the movie theater to get the first ticket, first seat, and first-rate opportunity to judge this sham connoisseur.
And it was good that she did! Despite this total fourth-rate connoisseur starring in it, all of the first screenings were completely sold out! So many people, clearly without any taste, gasping in shock at Cilan's evil deeds in the film – little did they know how truly evil he was! They'd be crying the saltiest of tears, the girl sitting next to her wouldn't even need to salt the popcorn she had been loudly munching on! Pah–! How rude was that, anyways?! Burgundy could barely hear Cilan's bewitching laugh over that incessant crunching and munching!
…bewitching, as in, befitting of a crooked witch! Ugh!
"Ha, if you ever show up in another one of those silly films, I'll make sure to be there for those, too," she said. "I'll make sure to give you a scathing critique, so you better watch out for that!"
"Ah… well, of course! I'll be happy to hear any criticism you have," Cilan replied. "I would love to improve my acting skills. Better understanding what it means to be a good actor would be a great help whenever I review films!"
…he had to be doing this on purpose! Taking such a positive spin on everything she had to say… this fake positivity could make her puke! It ruined every ounce of flavor he could have had.
Burgundy puffed out her cheeks.
"We'll see how long that mindset of yours lasts," Burgundy said, before turning on her heel and starting to talk away. "Until then, au revoir."
She just knew that he had that same grin on his face, waving goodbye even though he knew she wouldn't see him. A kind, gentle smile.
…as in, the kind of smile that gently nudges you away from him out of disgust! Ugh! She could gag! She couldn't wait to wipe that smile off his face.