Nina Caliente: Apparently a grief stricken Mortimer Goth. I heard he's changed his will already. That well has run dry baby sister. You'll never be the mistress of Goth Manor.
Dina: Don't call me that. Two minutes does not a baby sister make.
Nina: Whatever you say baby sis.
Dina: WHAT? No. WORK? No. Not me. I plan on marrying my money.
Nina: So only working on your back then?
Dina: Pot calling kettle sis.
Nina: Hey. I don't charge. But that is an idea. When our savings runs dry I can find a man charge him for my loving arms.
Dina: You'd do better with blackmail. We aren't that desperate yet though. I am going to find me a man. A rich man. And he IS going to marry me. I will be a rich widow.
Nina: You are a widow.
Dina: RICH widow. Not debt laden widow.
(teen who's name I can't remember): Yeah. My dad sent me after my mom died. Things have been hard you know.
Dina: Really. That's so sad. (Humm. Possibilities.)
Dina: Hey Nina. Heading downtown to work on my project.
Nina: Sure thing baby sis. So Daniel. What were you saying?
Daniel: Saying? (Can't think with a beautiful woman in the room. So lovely. I would love to...)
Nina: We can do all that later Danny. First it's food and talk.
Daniel: Did I say that out loud?
Nina: You didn't have to babe. You didn't have to.
(What's his name. <I haven't ever played that neighborhood.>) Really. You know my Angel.
(Mr Moneybags): Umm. Yes. Another gold digger. Look honey I'm not looking to remarry right now. Maybe if I find the right girl but that won't be someone who uses my little Angel to get to me.
Malcolm Landgrab IV: Right. So you are looking to marry money.
Malcolm: Well I am looking for a brood mare.
Malcolm: Well I do need an heir to leave my money to. You have nice breeding hips. I'll give you a call. Maybe we can work something out.
Dina; Well thank you. I'm Dina, It's so lovely to meet you.
Consort: Oh the pleasure is mine. I'm looking for a wife.
Consort: Oh yes. It's time my son settles down. But not with that woman he hangs around with. Bad blood there. But you, you would make me beautiful grandchildren.
Consort: KENT! Kent come over and meet this one. She has such lovely hair.
Kent Capp: Oh Dad. Please not again.
Dina: This is not how I planned my search to go.
Dina: So, how much money do general's make these days?
General Grunt: Excuse me. I have an alien to spy on.
Dina: I just don't understand. Why am I having such a hard time finding my Millionaire? Is there anything you can do to help?
Evil Witch: Well, if you study the ways of the dark side, I might could help you with that.
Dina: Just a little studying. I was never good in school.
Evil Witch: More like a life time devotion to the dark arts.
Dina: Oh. I'm not good with commitments.
Evil Witch: Then why are you looking to marry?
Dina: Oh but that is a short term commitment. A year or less. I can do that.
Evil Witch: You sure you don't want to join the cause. You would fit right in with the other members of the Dark Coven.
Dina: I don't know what is wrong. I just couldn't find a mark. Not one solid lead. A few I could work on but it would take a lot of work.
Nina: Well you are going to need to get to it baby sis.
Dina: What's the hurry. We haven't completely run out of cash yet.
Nina: Well thing is, I seemed to have messed up somewhere. Seems I have a little Caliente in the oven.
Dina: WHAT? But you are always so careful.
Nina: What can I say. Woohoo is risky and no one's perfect. I'll be a mother before the end of the year.
Dina: But Nina. Who's the father?
(Didn't plan on this. Downloaded the new ACR. Still feeling it out. Wasn't expecting Nina to try for baby like that but oh well. Need a second generation after all.)