Two plush chairs sit in the middle of a very well furnished room. The wallpaper is ornate, and everything looks so expensive that it's frightening to touch anything...
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Indigo: Hello! How are you today, Mr...?

Nathaniel: Elgin. Nathaniel Kaleb Elgin. What is wrong with you? Don't you know who you're interviewing?

Indigo: Ah, sorry, sorry! I-it's simply a formality...

Nathaniel: Just... stop wasting my precious time.

Indigo: R-right! So, um, nice place you've got here! Swanky.

Nathaniel: ... What kind of outdated cheeseball says 'swanky'?

Indigo: ... Um, moving on. Just how rich are you?

Nathaniel: I could afford worth of your pathetic life a million times over.

Indigo: Huh? Since when does life have a monetary--

Nathaniel: Next question. Hurry up... Surely even your puny mind can process a request like that.

Indigo: ... [flips through cue cards]

Nathaniel: What foolish things are you doing now?

Indigo: Finding the really mean questions... ah-ha! So~ how much do you spend on makeup annually?

Nathaniel: Well, I only get the highest quality brands, so perhaps in the range of-- wait. No. Did you say makeup, or... er...

Indigo: Sorry, nothing else really sounds like makeup~

Nathaniel: NO! I heard wrong. Stop recording.

Indigo: Hey, have you ever thought of wearing women's clothes--

Nathaniel: I refuse to answer any more questions.

Indigo: Is that a yes?

Nathaniel: I can and will resort to legal action. I will sue you so many times your descendants will owe me money.

Indigo: Hehe, then I'll open it up to the floor. If anyone has a question for our bundle of sunshine here, ask awaaay!

Yes, Nathaniel, what kind of make-up brands do you prefer? >D

Nathaniel: [huffs angrily] I hate to rain on your parade, but this flawless skin is all natural! These good looks have been achieved without cosmetics, thank you very much... [grumbles] Honestly, why don't I get normal questions...

Brienna: Hey Nethaniel, why are you so snobby?

Nathaniel: Hey, wretch, why are you so idiotically impudent?

Brienna: Hey there, snoooob, are you truly a girl deep down? *smirk*

Irene Møller-Praskovya: Why is it that.... you feel the need to..... degrade other people...?

Nathaniel: [fumes] How dare you good for nothings say such things to someone of my calibre! You are both simply too uncultured to recognize sophistication. Now, where is security? I demand that these two be removed at once!

Indigo: Ahh? Oh, yeah, 'bout that... we spent so much decking out the place that we didn't have enough to pay security.

Nathaniel: ?! We don't have anyone?!

Indigo: Well... there's me. And you. So basically, no. We don't. :]

Nathaniel: ... [facepalm]

Irene Møller Praskovya: E-Excuse my impudence, Mr. Kaleb, b-but aren't you acting a bit immature for your age...? u_u;;

Nathaniel: No, I think not. Is it my fault that everyone else in existence is simply too stupid to see how the world works, as I do? I'll have you know that what I say is solely to put people in their place, where they should be - beneath me.

Indigo: [snicker] That sounds sexua--

Nathaniel: Who told you to talk? If you have the breath to be making such crude observations, then why don't you ask me some questions? Honestly! Isn't this an interview?!

Irene Møller-Praskovya: Really....? Being kind to people will get you m-much farther, d-don't you think?

Brienna: Wow Nethaniel, you're building up quite the ressimay as the world's most snobbiest pervert. What do you have to say about this?

Irene Møller-Praskovya: I-I...what?

Nathaniel: You stupid women. Have you never heard that nice guys finish last? Well, then don't blame me when you get completely screwed over by the world. Don't say I didn't try anything. Now if I really infuritate you two so much, why don't you let me be, hmm? Where is the sense in complaining about the heat, but staying by the fire?

Irene: ...