"Hello, Ms. Lancelot. Do you remember me?" Elisa spoke and curtseyed in a ceremonious manner.
Amelia glanced over languidly, showing no interest in engaging.
"If you want to deal with Eve, I can lend a hand." Elisa read her mind, and this time, she had to become her "good friend".
Indeed, at these words, Amelia's expression shifted, a spark of curiosity igniting.
"Oh? What can you do for me?"
"My name is Elisa Norman. Perhaps you've heard of it." Elisa introduced herself, already somewhat famous in the Metropolis, and couldn't believe Amelia hadn't heard of her.
"How would I know you?" Amelia rolled her eyes disdainfully, preparing to leave, but then suddenly stopped. Wait, her surname was Norman. Then, was she related to Eve?
"What's your relationship with Eve Norman?" she asked cu
