The physician stepped back as a deep sense of foreboding washed over him. "Why are you smiling?"
"Mmm, maybe it's because my plan was a success," Ariadne replied rather seductively, puckering her lips slightly.
"Plan?... What plan are you talking about?"
"Well, let's say I planned to get your attention so you'd try to capture me."
"Hah, you think I didn't expect that?... Isn't that why I was able to bribe the bartender that drugged you while playing along with your little charade?"
"But what if I already bribed the bartender to accept your bribe so you wouldn't suspect anything."
"What?" the physician was taken aback.
"I'm sure you have heard of the saying, 'mortals cannot have their thoughts in the presence of a god'"
The physician went wide-eyed as he realized that he was played. "You…"
"Oh come on, don't be like that," Ariadne said as she casually broke the chains that bound her, rising to her feet in a stately manner.
