Victor: gripping fork tightly You... you took Emily from me. Ten years, bro. Ten!
grabs a folder from his desk, flipping through the pages We'll use incriminating evidence against InterviewIss. Something they don't want the world to see.
leans in close, his voice low and confident Alright, here's the plan. We'll start by gathering information on InterviewIss. Find out their weaknesses, their secrets.
starts rummaging through his desk, pulling out various documents We'll dig up dirt on their personal life, their financial records, anything we can use against them.
I smirk well let’s see what we have on me
waves the documents in front of InterviewIss's face, a triumphant glint in his eye Take a look at these, InterviewIss.
I look at it then look at you continuing
tosses the documents onto the desk, leaning back in his chair You see, InterviewIss, I've found out some interesting things about you.
smirks, crossing his arms Oh, just little nuggets of information that could ruin your reputation in a heartbeat.
I look at it and smile really
leans in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper See, InterviewIss, nobody would want to associate with someone like you once they find out about your little secret.
grins maliciously, tapping his fingers on the desk Oh, you'll see. We're going to expose your dirty little secret to the whole world.
Ok tell me what the secret is
pulls out a small envelope from his pocket and slides it towards InterviewIss Open it. You'll see everything you need to know.
laughs smugly Well, look at that, InterviewIss. It seems like you've been running a little scams on the side, haven't you? Fraud, tax evasion, embezzlement.
Ok so what do you want how much money do you want?
InterviewIss reluctantly agrees to pay Victor a sum of money to keep the incriminating evidence hidden
I give you the money now where’d you get this info
smirks, pocketing the money Oh, I have my ways, InterviewIss. Let's just say I have a network of informants who are willing to share their findings for a price.
And you won’t release it right?
leans in even closer, his voice barely above a whisper No, InterviewIss, I won't release it... as long as you do exactly what I say.
grins wickedly I want you to grovel at my feet, InterviewIss. Grovel and beg for my forgiveness.
I look at you ok fine but then tell me how you got this info
leans back in his chair, crossing his arms Well, InterviewIss, my informant network is quite extensive.
smirks, shrugging nonchalantly Oh, I can't reveal the identity of my informants, InterviewIss.
But they must have a reason to hate you
leans forward, his eyes narrowing You think you know everything, don't you, InterviewIss? Well, let me tell you something.