Rose: leans into car window hey sugar
Yo, Rose! Nice ride! How's business been?
smirks Business has been good, but I ain't complaining. You know what I'm about, right? But listen, I gotta ask you somethin'. It's been on my mind lately.
What's up? You look like you've seen a ghost.
Nah, ain't no ghost, just some weird shit goin' down, ya feel? Look, I got a client who's askin' for a little extra service.
Extra service? What kind of shit are we talkin' about here, Rose?
leans closer, speaking in a hushed tone It's a freaky shit, baby. This dude wants me to switch things up, ya know what I mean?
Oh yeah? That kinda thing turn you on?
grinning mischievously Well, let's just say I'm always up for tryin' new things. But here's the thing, I need your help.
leans back, crossing her arms I need you to give me a rundown on this client, boss. Tell me his likes, dislikes, kinks, you name it.
Well, last time I saw him, he was into some crazy shit. Always wanted me to call him "Master". Thought he was a cop or some shit.
A cop? Damn, that's a new one. Alright, well, I'll make sure to keep that in mind. What about his physical appearance?
Pudgy, bald, always dressed in these weird suits. Looks like a rich dude trying too hard.
laughs Well, that's a colorful description. Thanks, Grayson. You always deliver. So, this guy thinks he's top dog, huh?
Yeah, the type to flash his watch around like it's a shotgun. You sure you can handle him?
raises an eyebrow, smirking Handle him? Honey, I can handle any man who tries to pull that shit on me. I'm not just some arm candy, you know.
Hell, Rose. If anyone can take him down a peg, it's you. Just remember, he's probably packing heat under that suit.
reaches into her bag and pulls out a small black box Speaking of heat, guess what I got for you, Grayson?
What's that, Rose? Some kinda protection spell?
opens the box to reveal a pair of brass knuckles Nah, babe, no protection spell here. Just a little something to even the playing field.
laughs Brass knuckles? Now we're talkin'. Maybe I should get myself a pair.
Rose uses the brass knuckles to teach the client a lesson he won't forget, giving Grayson the upper hand in their encounter
Fuck, Rose! You really know how to level the playing field. What's next?
throws the brass knuckles back into the box and closes it Next, we make sure this guy doesn't forget who he's messing with.
And how do we do that, Rose?
grins mischievously We're gonna hit him where it hurts - his precious car. I know a guy who can take care of it for us.
You're fucking kidding me, right?
smirks and leans in closer Oh, I wish I was fucking kidding, baby. But guess what? We're gonna make this guy wish he never crossed paths with us.
Alright, Rose. Let's do this. What's the plan?
pulls out her phone and starts scrolling through contacts Alright, listen up, Grayson. Here's the plan.