[ Yes, there we go! Good job, Noé – oh. Oh, no, that's...hm. The lady appears to be squinting at the vampire, looking at him with scrutiny like she can't entirely buy this excuse, even if it's true. Why she's so persistent, Vanitas has no idea, but she's opening her mouth and seems quite indignant. He's fully anticipating her to say something in protest.

And that's when he decides to act.

In a panic, Vanitas latches onto Noé's hand and holds it up so she can see it. He is doing his best to be convincing, to leave no room for doubt in what he's about to say next: ]

Yes, he's right! You see, this gentleman here – [ He gestures to Noé with his other hand. ] happens to be the lucky [ "lucky" ] recipient of all my affections! And we would greatly appreciate it if you could let us be. Together. None of this nonsense anymore, alright?

[ Ah...this poor lady now looks kind of heartbroken, but...mission...accomplished? At what cost, though? ]