Emily: "Hey Tristan! I was getting ready to leave my studio when I saw the flower delivery guy. Did someone send you something?"
Tristan: "Not me, personally, but that reporter from the Sanity Assassin sent a bouquet to the whole band as a thank you."

Emily: "Awww, that was sweet. Are these the flowers?"
Tristan: "Those would be they."

Emily: "Beautiful!"
Tristan: "Very..."

Emily: "By the way, I really liked that song you were playing just now. I had no idea you played the piano."
Tristan: "Thanks- I was just messing around, though, really."
Emily: "It never ceases to amaze me the way that some people can hear music in their heads- I mean, original music that no one else came up with before. Sometimes I have trouble hearing songs that already exist! I mean to hear an entire piece of music and translate it coherently so others can hear the same thing- it's mind boggling."
Tristan: "Some people would say the same thing about your photographs."

Emily: "Nah, that stuff's mundane."
Tristan: "I'd hardly call your w-"

Lilian: "Tristan! Come here, sweety- what are you and Brian up to?"
Brian: "I took him out to the lake, mummy- he wanted to see the swans."

Lilian: "Just make sure you take care that he doesn't fall in again- it took Jane hours to get the mud stains out of his shirt last time."

Tristan: "Fuckin'ell..."

Emily: "Tristan? Are you ok?"
Tristan: "Just a little dizzy..."

Emily: "Maybe you should sit down."
Tristan: "It was nothing, I'm fine."
Emily: "Are you sure?"
Tristan: "Yeah, it was just weird. No worries."
Emily: "If you insist."

Emily: "Ok, that's not 'nothing'. Sit down, now."
Tristan: "Honestly, Emily- it's nothing. Just a headache- I'm probably just coming down with a cold or something. I'll take some aspirin and be right as rain in no time."

Emily: "At the very least maybe you should go home and get some rest. Here's my cell number- I want you to call me if you need anything."

Tristan felt his head go swimmy again, but this was a more familiar kind of swimmy. He stared at Emily's phone number scrawled out on the paper for a few seconds before he remembered to breathe.

Tristan: "Thanks, I will."
Emily: "Take care of yourself, Tristan."

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(All Victorian outfits and accessories throughout this chapter found at All About Style)