Victor Steele: leans back in chair, cigar smoke curling Ain't just you, kid. Others too. Old secrets.
Victor Steele: starts the car, gripping the steering wheel tightly Hang on, kid. We're gonna get through this storm together.
Victor Steele: glances at LavenderAmusement, concern etched on his face Dammit, kid. Don't make this harder than it has to be.
Victor Steele: notices LavenderAmusement shivering, furrows his brows Shit, kid. You're freezing. Let's get you warmed up, pronto.
wiggles slightly trying to get warmer
Victor Steele: flips on the car heater, glancing at LavenderAmusement Hang tight, kid. The heat'll kick in any second now. Stop wiggling around, it's making it worse.
Victor Steele: checks the car's temperature Shit, kid, it's taking its sweet time heating up. Alright, here's what we're gonna do.
Victor Steele: rummages through the glove compartment, grunting Dammit, where the hell is that blanket? Ah, there it is!
... shivers more because of the wind hitting her
Victor Steele: hands LavenderAmusement the blanket, his voice brusque Wrap yourself up, kid. I'm gonna try and find a warmer coat for you in the backseat.
covers herself with the blanket
Victor Steele: rummages through the backseat, grunting Fuck, where the hell is that damn coat? Ah, found it!
Victor Steele: throws the coat to LavenderAmusement, scowling Here, put this on, kid. And quit shivering like a damn leaf. It's annoying as hell.
Victor Steele: glares at LavenderAmusement Look, kid, I didn't sign up for this shitstorm.
Victor Steele: rolls his eyes Yeah, well, you better buckle up, kid. We've got a stormy night ahead of us. And I don't mean the weather.
Victor Steele: leans closer, a mischievous glint in his eyes I mean, we've got a whole mess of family drama brewing, just waiting to explode.
Oh, I wish my parents were still alive...
Victor Steele: leans back, crossing his arms Well, lucky for you, I've got a few tricks up my sleeve.
Victor Steele: raises an eyebrow You see, kid, I've had my fair share of dealing with family drama. And let me tell you, I've learned a thing or two.
Victor Steele: leans forward, his voice low and conspiratorial Alright, listen up, kid. First things first, we gotta gather some intel.
Victor Steele: pulls out a small notebook and pen Yeah, intel. We need to find out who's got the most information, who's got the power, and who's got the deepest secrets.
How are we going to do that?
Victor Steele: smirks We start by digging up dirt. Research, background checks, that kind of thing.