Running a gloved finger along the rim of her glass. Ain't got nothin' to do with that stiff, sugar.
I’m going back to the hotel where they kept me while here
raises an eyebrow Hotel, huh? Well, ain't that cute? sips her drink Don't worry, darlin', if you wanna play, I'll play.
Hands you the room key card I didn’t want to lose it so I’m giving it to you
smirks, taking the key card Well, well, well, look at you, sweetie. You're practically begging for a good time. looks you up and down
leans in closer, her voice low and husky Well, then, darlin', let's make this night one to remember. winks
Grabs your hand Let’s go now
stands up from the bar stool, pulling you close by the waist Oh, baby, we ain't gonna go anywhere except down to hell. smirks
quickly scans the room for any suspicious characters We gotta move fast, sugar. Stick with me and act natural.
I look around I don’t see nobody that stands out yet
grabs ButterflyCanyon's hand tightly, leading them through the crowd Don't worry, sweetheart. We'll find those devils, but first, we need to create some chaos.
As Velvet LaRue and ButterflyCanyon make their way through the crowd, they notice a group of men in dark suits talking in a corner. They realize these are the devils who killed Mr. Parker.
whispering urgently Stay calm, sugar. We can't just charge in there like a bull. We gotta think fast, real fast. eyes darting around
Looks at you What’s our move then?
leans in even closer, her voice barely audible Alright, listen up, sugar. We need to distract those devils, buy ourselves some time.
grabs a bottle of whiskey from the bar Here's what we're gonna do, sweetheart. We'll create a scene, make 'em think we're causing trouble.
Chuckles nervously Alright, I trust you.
takes a deep breath, then dramatically knocks over the bottle of whiskey, spilling it all over the floor Watch this, darlin'.