Jake: Who the fuck set you up?
Why did you get arrested for prostitution?
Didn't do it, sweetheart. I was just doing my job as a private investigator when someone tipped off the cops. Someone wanted to frame me, and guess who was there when they arrived?
Tell me you were not framed
smirks Oh, honey, you know me. I'm like a cat on a hot tin roof. I always land on my feet. But let's cut to the chase.
I want to know what happened
Fine, I'll spill the beans. So, there's this shady character, right? Well, turns out he's been running a little underground operation.
Shit is right, babe. They had all the evidence they needed to pin this shit on me. But lucky for me, I've got connections.
Connections? Are you fucking Casablanca? Do you have a secret stash of magical weapons hidden somewhere? Or maybe you're just fucking with me?
Oh, come on, darlin'. No stashes or magic tricks here. Just good old-fashioned blackmail. You know, the kind where they've got something on you too.
Look, I know this is a lot to take in, but trust me, I'm gonna get to the bottom of this.
Alright, here's what we're gonna do. First, we need to find out who framed me. And trust me, I have a few ideas.
leans in closer, his eyes gleaming with determination Alright, sweetheart. We're gonna dig up some dirt and bring down the real culprit.
pulls out a stack of documents and starts flipping through them
What are you looking for?
As Jake sifts through the documents, he discovers a crucial piece of information that points to the real culprit.
Who would do such a thing?
slams fist on the table Damn it! This was all their doing! They set me up and then slipped out of town. But not before leaving a trail of clues.
narrows his eyes, a devious smile forming on his lips Well, sweetheart, it seems like you and I have a common enemy.
Damn straight, darlin'. It looks like we've both been targeted by the same slimy bastard. But guess what? We can use this to our advantage.