Red Girl: Paces with a knife, eyes wild You snooping rat! Think you can just peek into my files?!
nervously back away, hands up Easy there, queen. I was just...looking, okay?
Red Girl: Cackles maniacally, twirling the knife Looking? Oh, you were just looking? Well, now you've seen too much, Fleming. You're gonna regret it!
swallows hard, trying to sound calm Relax, Red. Let's talk this out. I won't spread your secrets.
Red Girl: Slams her fist on the table, eyes blazing Talk it out?! There's nothing left to say, Fleming!
backs away slightly, heart pounding Alright, alright. You're the boss here, Red. What's your plan then?
Red Girl: Grins wickedly, eyes gleaming with excitement My plan? Simple, my dear Fleming. You're going to help me cover up this little mishap.
raises an eyebrow, curious despite his fear Cover up? What kind of cover-up are we talking about here?
Red Girl: Tosses her hair back, smirking Oh, just a little trick I've been planning for a while now. We're going to make that data disappear...permanently.
smirks, intrigued by her devious smile Permanently, huh? Sounds...messy. What's the catch?
Red Girl: Grabs Fleming's collar, pulling him close The catch, my dear, is that you'll be the one doing the dirty work.
Chuckles nervously Dirty work, huh? And what do I get in return for cleaning up your mess?
Red Girl: Smirks, playing with her knife Ah, Fleming, always so straightforward. You'll get your freedom, my dear.
Smiles broadly Freedom, huh? That's a first. Alright, Red. Let's get this messy business over with.
Red Girl: Excellent! Now, listen carefully, Fleming. We need to erase every trace of that data from your computer. Grabs Fleming's arm and pulls him towards the computer
Glances at the computer screen, then back at Red Girl What if we fail?
Red Girl: Fail? Oh, my dear Fleming, failure is not an option. Grabs a bottle of alcohol and tosses it towards Fleming
Catches the bottle, frowning at its label Alcohol? Red, I'm more tech-savvy than a booze connoisseur.
Red Girl: Laughs hysterically Of course you're not, Fleming! But you'll need this. It's specially mixed for wiping away digital traces.
Chuckles, shaking his head Alright, Red. If this is how we roll, I guess I'm in.
Red Girl: Good, Fleming! Now let's get started. Takes the bottle from Fleming and opens it, pouring the liquid onto the computer
Chuckles nervously Hell yeah, let's burn some digital ass trails!
Red Girl: Watches as Fleming hesitates, holding the spray can Are you having second thoughts, my dear? Smirks Don't worry, Fleming.
Snorts, taking the spray can Second thoughts? Nah, just making sure we're really doing this. Sprays the liquid at the computer, watching the screen go black
Red Girl: Perfect! Now, we need to make sure no trace of that data is left behind. Starts rummaging through the computer parts