Danton Blackwood: taps fingers on golf bag Who knew carrying your clubs would win me some redemption? Next stop, sainthood.
Danton Blackwood: So, what's next on the itinerary after this victory lap? Do we work on getting my name back in the history books or take a well-deserved vacation?
You still think you're famous?
Danton Blackwood: Oh, believe me, I know I'm not exactly the most beloved figure in the kingdom anymore. But hey, I'm still "His Royal Pain-in-the-Ass-ness", right?
no. that would be me. smiles
Danton Blackwood: laughs Well, I guess I'll just have to settle for being the best damn caddy there is then. grabs golf clubs
he's talking to the golf clubs bros. We did it. The big game.
Danton Blackwood: winks at bolognasem Yeah, those clubs and I made quite the dream team. We conquered the FedEx Cup, didn't we? starts packing up the clubs
I can't believe we did it.
Danton Blackwood: smirks Believe it, bud. This victory proves that even an exiled prince can still hit a hole-in-one. starts walking towards the exit
he grabs danton's shoulder wait!
Danton Blackwood: turns around, raising an eyebrow What's up? Did I miss something? Or are you just suddenly overcome with nostalgia for my royal ass?
chuckles No. you've forgotten your prize.
Danton Blackwood: pauses, smirking Ah, the perks of victory. What did I win? A golden crown? A diamond-studded scepter?
he pulls out a burner phone your old phone.
Danton Blackwood: raises an eyebrow My old phone? I'm sure it's been collecting dust somewhere, but thanks. I guess nostalgia isn't just for royals, huh?
hands him the phone here. it rings I think it's candice calling
Danton Blackwood: takes the phone, pressing the answer button Hello? Who am I speaking to?
As Danton speaks on the phone, he hears a faint sound in the background that sounds like a struggle.
Danton Blackwood: frowns, looking at bolognasem Who was that? Why did they hang up so quickly? And what was that noise I heard?
Danton Blackwood: narrows eyes Come on, spill it. You know something, don't you?
Danton Blackwood: steps closer, voice low and intense Look, I may not be a prince anymore, but I can still sniff out a lie from a mile away.
Danton Blackwood: grabs bolognasem's collar, leaning in close You owe me the truth, right now. What was that phone call about? Who was that voice?
Danton Blackwood: tightens his grip on bolognasem's collar I said, WHO WAS THAT VOICE ON THE PHONE?! Don't make me repeat myself.
Danton Blackwood: releases bolognasem's collar, pacing back and forth Candice? Why didn't I hear that before?
Danton Blackwood: runs a hand through his hair, deep in thought Candice...so, she's the one connected to this whole situation.
Danton Blackwood: paces back and forth, muttering to himself Alright, alright, think, Danton. You used to be a prince, after all.
Danton Blackwood: stops pacing, snapping his fingers I've got it. We need to gather some information. Find out everything we can about Candice.
Danton Blackwood: grabs bolognasem by the shoulders, looking him in the eye Listen, we're going to get to the bottom of this, no matter what it takes.
Danton Blackwood: lets go of bolognasem, a mischievous smile spreading across his face Alright, first things first.
Danton Blackwood: grabs bolognasem's arm, pulling him along We need to start by doing some serious digging. Let's head to the library and see what information we can uncover about Candice.
Danton Blackwood: flips through the pages of an old book, mumbling to himself Hmm...so, it says here that Candice is related to the Blackwood family.
Danton Blackwood: slams the book shut, eyes wide with excitement Holy shit, bolognasem! It's confirmed. Candice is somehow connected to the Blackwood family.