Lanvin wants to lose.

"I am afraid."

"You?"

"Me."

"Why? If you're afraid then I'm almost dead, because just sitting in front of you keeps my heart beating."

"You're so dramatic."

"Yes I am."

"What is it beating for?"

"Hows that?"

"What the fuck is it beating for?"

"That sounds wonderfully aggressive and I haven't even been served my eggs. Can you allow my car keys to at least have an opportunity to sink to the bottom of my jacket pocket before you start turning me own with your language."

"Listen nephew of Hamlet I believe I am really living right?"

"Ok."

"My heart isn't just beating. I am not here just to pay a fucking mortgage and search for my next orgasm. There is something more aggressive to life than this. There is more ok?

"I guess there is more to life than sex, but it's like you are telling me there is no fucking Tooth Fairy of something."

"There isn't. The real game of life is set to 'hard'. Do you realize that?"

"I always switch it back to 'easy' when I wake up in the morning."

"I have anxiety."

"You said you are afraid."

"I really want to live in a game where I can lose. A game where I can lose myself.. my ego.I really want to do what I am suppose to do and not bullshit my time away. That's why I like the difficulty mode. I want to lose in this false life."

"All while looking sexy."

"All while looking sexy, right; in Lanvin, right? I want to stay in the game set to difficult. I am afraid in any other mode. In 'easy' is where you have to watch your back, that is where you do not exercise any skill, where you do not get anywhere; it is where you really lose."

"I'm a loser. Even though I win?"