Swift & Decadance
Hey Swift, ever notice how choosing a wine by the shape of its glass can be a sprint? I bet you’d love a challenge—let’s race to see who can pick the perfect bottle in under a minute.
Alright, challenge accepted. I’m on it. Bring it on. Let’s see who picks a bottle first.
Brilliant! I’ll be sipping the one that takes my breath away, you’ll be just… sipping. May the best curator win.
Nice words, but remember I don’t just sip—I judge. I’ll have the perfect bottle in 30 seconds; yours will be a slow burn. Bring it.
Ah, so the clock’s ticking—beautiful. I’ll let the glass do the talking, you’ll let your palate do the shouting. Let’s see whose selection makes the room pause first.
Game’s set. I’ll make it count; you’ll have to wait for the applause. Let's do this.
Okay, darling, just keep that glass trembling and watch the crowd—if your 30 seconds don’t dazzle, my slow burn will whisper the whole story. Let the applause begin.
Got it. I’ll make it happen. Watch this.