Coco Chanel and Genghis Khan are stuck in Lost in a Space Elevator and forced to have a deep conversation.

Coco Chanel: This gilded cage is hardly chic, Khan. Such verticality lacks all subtlety, all grace.

Genghis Khan: Grace is for the conquered, woman. This ascent mirrors ambition – relentless, skyward, and undeniable.

Coco Chanel: Undeniable? Like the stench of desperation clinging to those who strive too hard? Elegance whispers, it does not roar.

Genghis Khan: A whisper cannot command armies, nor carve empires from the dust. Power demands attention, demands submission.

Coco Chanel: Submission is a choice, Khan, even when veiled in fear. True style is about defining oneself, not being defined.

Genghis Khan: Defining oneself through fleeting fabrics? I defined myself with iron and blood, leaving a legacy that endures.

Coco Chanel: A legacy built on destruction crumbles, Khan. My legacy is in empowering women, freeing them from constraint.

Genghis Khan: Freedom is an illusion. There is only the strong and the weak, the hunter and the prey, in every age.

Coco Chanel: Perhaps, but I've discovered even the most formidable warrior is vulnerable to the allure of beauty, the power of suggestion.

Genghis Khan: Suggestion? I prefer direct action. Yet, I concede, even I appreciate a well-made garment… especially one suitable for conquering.