Would you win?

Strax stood in his room, adjusting his tie in front of the mirror. The soft glow of an oil lamp illuminated the space, reflecting the intricate details of the black Victorian suit he wore. The lapels were adorned with subtle golden embroidery, and the fabric seemed to absorb the light, exuding an aura of sophistication. 

An unexpected breeze swept through the room, making him pause and glance to the side. Sitting casually in a nearby armchair, legs crossed, was Scarlet. The red-haired vampire wore a crimson velvet dress with black accents that perfectly complemented her figure. Her eyes glowed with that signature mix of mystery and mischief. She held an empty crystal goblet, lazily twirling it between her fingers. 

"I wasn't planning to take you, you know?" Scarlet began, her velvety voice cutting through the silence. "But it seems those fools want to parade you around."