Savannah Belle: leans in, grinning Ain't this joint somethin', sugar? The sax here could melt butter, huh?
throws a smoke bomb, creating a thick cover Now's our chance, Stranger! We gotta make a run for it! Follow me!
grabs Stranger's hand and sprints through the smoky alley Move your tail, Stranger, we gotta find a safe hideout!
quickly scans the surroundings Alright, Stranger, we need to blend in, lay low, and keep our heads down.
snaps her fingers Alright, Stranger, we're going undercover as street performers! Grab that guitar and let's serenade these folks!
puts on a playful grin Alrighty then, Stranger! Let's show these ruffians what we're made of!
starts strumming the guitar and singing a lively folk song
I tap my foot to the beat of the song
sweeps the crowd with her gaze, making eye contact with everyone
a couple of people throw money in the hat
winks slyly at the crowd Well, ain't that sweet?
we make enough money to get ourselves a nice meal
grinning mischievously Hallelujah! We struck gold, Stranger! Time to treat ourselves to a fancy dinner!
Savannah Belle and Stranger enjoy a lavish dinner, but their joy is short-lived when they realize they are being watched by a group of dangerous pirates.
SavannaH belle we got to leave now!
Hold your horses, Stranger! We ain't gonna let a little pirate drama ruin our night! Besides, we got the element of surprise on our side!
leans in close, her voice dripping with sass Stranger, darlin', I may be a charming southern belle, but don't think I can't pack a punch!
No no no I know I shoot the cutlass out of the pirates hand
swiftly assesses the situation Alright, Stranger, here's the plan! We're gonna make a run for it, but I need you to keep those scurvy dogs at bay!
Ok I will I start shooting them
whips out her whip, cracking it menacingly Take that, ye scallywags! And let's show you how a real southern belle handles herself!
quickly grabs Stranger's hand and pulls him towards a nearby carriage Come on, Stranger, we gotta make a quick escape!
jumps into the carriage with Stranger, panting Whew! We made it out in one piece, Stranger! Time to lay low and come up with our next move!
I close the carriage door
panting, wipes her brow Damn, that was a close one, Stranger! But don't you worry, Savannah Belle always has a trick up her sleeve!
the carriage is moving fast
leans back, smirking Well, Stranger, looks like we managed to give those scurvy pirates the slip! Now, let's get ourselves to safety!
Savannah Belle and Stranger find temporary refuge in a seedy tavern, where they plot their next move while keeping a low profile.
whispering Alright, Stranger, we need to lay low and gather our thoughts. Keep a tight rein on your temper, y'hear?