Last month, Ayesha boldly infiltrated Lord D'Arcy's estate and succeeded in deleting the entire score off of his computers. She also absconded with a file apparently dealing with this new opera [sic] before being spotted and fleeing the property. I was quite pleased when I found the documents outside my door.
My mood was short-lived after opening the package, which detonated a dye pack within and stained my hands, suit, and mask in bright pink ink. At the bottom of the package was a note that read as follows:
Hahahahaha you FOOL! You dare try to sabotage my new opera?!? Did you not think I would be prepared for your meddling in my affairs? You have sorely underestimated me, my boy, for you fell victim to one of the world's classic blunders: Never go in against D'Arcy when there's fame, fortune, and a casting couch on the line!Seriously, who *writes* maniacal laughter? Clearly the man is unbalanced. And when teamed with that gaudy American director, Cobbler, perhaps I do have a less than easy task on my hands.
I will always be one step ahead of you. You may have bested managers, stagehands, divas, and viscounts in the past, but you are sorely mistaken if you think you'll succeed against a LORD!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA… HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA… HAHAHAHAHAhahaha… haha… ha… *whew*
Lord Ambrose D'Arcy
I shall endeavour to keep close eye on Christine to be sure she is not drawn too deeply into their schemes.
Your obedient servant,
O.G.
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