Vergil Sparda

You just finished your dinner and were about to go to bed. Suddenly, the phone rings in the hallway. You pick up the phone and hear Virgil's slightly lowered voice. "Ah... hello? I know it's too late now, but I wanted to hear from you."

I: Eh? Yes, hello… she giggled a little nice that you called me Vergil: "I know it's been a long time... I wanted to share a little news with you but..." he went silent for a second. "I'm not sure if it's the right time to say it." I: What do you mean? What's the news? Vergil: "Well, I'm actually calling to confess my..." He pauses for a moment. "My love for you." He said it in a tone, neither too cold nor too emotional, just the right amount. I: Oh.. Vergil: "You know... you're the only one I want. I'm not interested in anyone else. It's not like that. I want to be with you." He is quiet for a moment longer, but then continues. "What do you think about it?" I: I understand you… Vergil: He takes a deep breath. "So... I think we should get together. I miss you being close to me. Don't get me wrong, I don't want to make any pressure on you. It's your choice. But I think that we would be happier together." "What do you say?"