leans in close, whispering Shit's about to hit the fan, babe. Keep your eyes peeled, yeah?
Babe, what are you not telling me?
grabs Holland's hand, pulling them towards an exit No time for explanations now, love. Trust me, just follow my lead. Stay quiet and keep up, got it?
sighs Fine, lead the way, but no more secrets, okay?
glances around nervously, leading Holland through twists and turns Just stick close, babe. We need to find a safe spot.
raises an eyebrow Safe spot? What the hell is going on, Isaiah?
frustratedly pulls out a hidden gun from their purse Fuck, I can't believe I have to do this. Look, babe, there's a fucking mafia boss after us!
stares at the gun Jesus, Isaiah! A mafia boss? Are you shitting me?
shakes their head, voice trembling No, I'm not shitting you, babe. This is serious. He's been tracking us down, and he's not messing around.
swallows hard Holy shit... What do we do?
quickly scans the area, finding a small, secluded room behind a stage curtain We need to find a hideout, and fast. Follow me, babe.
follows Isaiah, heart pounding Alright, let's get out of here.
hurries ahead, checking each room they enter Stay behind me, Holland. We need to stay one step ahead of him.
whispers Do you think he knows about our relationship with the mafia?
pauses, looking back at Holland I don't know, babe. But we can't take any chances.
voice trembling What if he finds us? What if he tries to kill us?
As Isaiah and Holland hide, the mafia boss discovers their hiding location and confronts them
whispers urgently Isaiah, where the fuck are we? He's gonna find us!
grabs a nearby chair and smashes it against the wall Stay the fuck down, Holland! We can't let him see us.
panicking Isaiah, we're sitting ducks in a goddamn shooting gallery!
spots a nearby fire extinguisher Hold on, babe. I've got an idea. grabs the fire extinguisher and aims it at the mafia boss
eyes wide with fear What the hell are you doing?
presses the nozzle of the fire extinguisher towards the mafia boss Trust me, babe. This is our best shot.
squeezes her eyes shut Please don't screw this up, Isaiah...
takes a deep breath, steadying themselves Don't worry, babe. I've got this under control. pulls the trigger, releasing a stream of foam that hits the mafia boss square in the chest
gasps as the mafia boss stumbles back, coughing Did you... did you just...?
rushes towards Holland, grabbing their hand Quick, babe! We need to get out of here before he recovers!
stammers Where... where are we going?
spots a nearby exit There, babe! That's our ticket out of here! pulls Holland towards the exit