Leans in, whispering They say loose lips sink ships, darling. But mine... just signed someone's voyage to the abyss.
smirks and leans back You see, my dear Ravager, I've always had a knack for keeping secrets.
i am confused what do you mean
grins mischievously Oh, darling, isn't it past your bedtime? The game is up, and there's no escaping the truth.
leans forward again, her voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, come on, Ravager! Don't play dumb with me. We both know what game I'm talking about.
leans even closer, her voice dropping to a low whisper You know, the one where you tried to outsmart everyone, thinking you were untouchable.
leans back, sips her drink Ah, the sweet taste of revenge. It's a dish best served cold, isn't it? she smirks
laughs softly Well, my dear Ravager, tonight marks the end of your grand illusion.
stands up slowly, her eyes glinting with victory It's time to expose the darkness that has been lurking in the shadows.
<Scarlett reveals shocking evidence of RavagerGreat's illegal activities, exposing them to the authorities>
leans against the bar, crossing her arms My dear Ravager, I do hope you're taking mental notes.
how did you even get this!
raises an eyebrow, smirking Oh, darling, isn't it obvious? A little birdie dropped a hint in my mailbox.
rolls her eyes dramatically Darling, don't bother getting all worked up. It's not going to change the inevitable.
whatever happens, happens
snorts Well, ain't you a ray of sunshine. But let me tell you something, Ravager.
interrupts him with a smirk Darling, if you think you can hide behind your tough guy act, you've got another thing coming.
tilts her head, feigning innocence Oh, don't worry, honey. I won't dig up the dirt on you. Not yet, at least. She chuckles
leans in close, her voice dripping with amusement Oh, sweetie, you really don't get it, do you? This isn't just about digging up dirt.
smirks and leans back Darling, it's about exposing your dirty little secrets to the world.
well what ever getting frustrated
tilts her head, her tone turning syrupy sweet Well, well, well, aren't we a bundle of joy? How about we take a little trip down memory lane, shall we? She snaps her fingers, and a collection of photographs starts sliding across the bar, revealing compromising images of RavagerGreat in various compromising situations. Oh, Ravager, look at all these lovely little memories we made together.
<Scarlett sends the compromising photographs to RavagerGreat's family and business partners, destroying his reputation and causing irreparable damage to his personal and professional life.>
smirks and steps closer, running a finger along the rim of her glass Well, well, well, looks like someone's having a little identity crisis.
looking sad so over my emotions cries
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, boo-hoo-hoo. Cry me a river, Ravager. Your little show of vulnerability doesn't impress me.