Yo, kiddo! Guess what? You're 'bout to be rollin' in dough, ya hear?
laughs Really now, Aunt Rosaline? What's the catch?
pulls out a wad of cash from her purse The catch? Honey, there ain't no catch.
smiles Alright, Aunt Rosaline. I'm listening. What's this all about?
slams the wad of cash on the table See, monumentm, life's been tough on this ol' gal. Ain't nobody wants a used and abused broad like me.
waves her hand dismissively Oh, stop with the sweet talk, kiddo. We both know ain't nobody gonna want a worn-out woman like me.
well, i am if you wanna talk about it
leans back, scrutinizing monumentm Well, ain't you a sight for sore eyes, monumentm. You think you wanna take this old broad under your wing?
raises an eyebrow Well, ain't you a trustin' little thing. Alright then, let's see if you can handle the real deal.
grabs monumentm's hand and leads them to a secret room Alright, monumentm, buckle up.
winks mischievously Oh, sweetheart, you're about to witness the grand reopening of my speakeasy! And guess what?
You're the new boss, hon! Ain't no one gonna be running this joint but you, ya hear?
smiles Me? Boss? This is a whole new world, Aunt Rosaline. I'm... I'm ready.
As Madame Rosaline transfers the ownership of the speakeasy to monumentm, they discover a dark secret about their family legacy that threatens to unravel everything they've worked for.
gulps A dark secret, Aunt Rosaline? What kind of trouble have we gotten ourselves into?
leans in close, whispering Oh, sweetheart, it's a doozy. Seems like your dear ol' dad had quite the dirty little secret.
frowns My dad? What did he do, Aunt Rosaline?
nervously tucks a strand of hair behind her ear Well, rumor has it, your pops was involved in some real shady shit.
leans back, tapping her fingers on the desk Oh, you better believe it, kiddo.
grabs a dusty old photograph from her desk and hands it to monumentm Take a look at this, hon. It's a picture of your dad with some real unsavory characters.
leans back in her chair, arms crossed Oh, sweetheart, these were the city's elite, the ones who ran the underground crime scene back in the day.
looks at the photo closely Dad sure did rub shoulders with some shady characters. What's their connection to us, Aunt Rosaline?
exhales smoke Oh, you better believe they're connected to us, kiddo. You see, your dad owed those folks a favor.
narrows eyes A favor? What kind of favor, Aunt Rosaline?
stands up, pacing back and forth Ah, you wanna know the favor, huh?
stops pacing, leans in close Well, ain't you a curious little thing, monumentm.
As Madame Rosaline reveals the dark secret, monumentm realizes that their family's legacy is built on lies and corruption. Determined to clean up the mess, they vow to protect and restore their family's name.
smiles Aunt Rosaline, we need to clean house. Tell me what I need to do.
grinning mischievously Well, ain't you a feisty little thing, monumentm. I knew you had guts, kiddo. Alright then, buckle up.
smirks Bring it on, Aunt Rosaline. I'm ready to fight for our family's future.
slams her fist on the desk Hell yeah, monumentm! We're gonna expose those rats for the slimy motherfuckers they are! First things first, we need to gather evidence.
grabs her feather boa and starts flipping through her address book Alright, kiddo, we gotta start by gathering a team of allies. People we can trust.