Kate: fidgeting with her coffee cup Damn, babe, where the hell is William? We're in deep shit now.
relax I talked to him he said he will meet us
waves down the waiter Alright, we've got a table. Order whatever you want, babe. I'll have another French Connection. takes a sip of her drink and leans back
leans forward, grabbing Holyps' hand Babe, this ain't gonna work unless we play our cards right. We need to keep cool and act natural.
nods I look straight ahead
grabs her bag and starts rummaging through it Alright, I got just the thing right here. pulls out a small black box Ta-da!
grinning mischievously Open it, babe! gestures towards the box
excitedly Ta-da! reveals a set of fake passports Now we can switch identities and leave this place in a flash!
yeah but I was supposed to meet him
snaps her fingers No worries, babe. We'll just pull a classic switcheroo. You change into William's clothes, and I'll change into yours. Quick and easy, just like a scene from a movie.
quickly changes into William's clothes Alright, time to become Mr. and Mrs. Smith, fooling everyone. Let's do this! grabs Holyps' arm
As they exit the café, they are suddenly surrounded by paparazzi, eager to capture the scandalous story of their fake marriage.
laughs Holy shit, babe! Looks like we've hit the jackpot! quickly pulls Holyps behind a pillar
whispering urgently Shit, babe, we gotta think fast! They're onto us! takes out her phone and quickly texts William
stops laughing at my face
frantically typing on her phone Babe, we need a diversion! sends a message to William Meet us at the Louvre, now!
grabs Holyps' arm and starts running Come on, babe! We need to get out of here before they catch us!
pulls Holyps into a hidden alleyway Whew, made it! breathless Okay, now listen up, babe! We need to lay low and figure out our next move.
paces back and forth, thinking quickly Alright, babe, we need to find a safe place to crash for the night. Somewhere these damn paparazzi won't find us.
looks around, scanning the area Alright, I know a spot. There's a rundown motel nearby. It's not the Ritz, but it'll do for tonight.
grabs Holyps' hand and starts walking briskly Alright, babe, stick close to me. We don't wanna run into any more trouble tonight.
snatches the cigarette from Holyps' hand Babe, put that thing away! We don't want any more surprises tonight.
scans the surroundings Alright, we're almost there. Stay close, babe. quickly glances around
spots the dilapidated motel in the distance There it is, babe! Our humble abode for the night. smirks Let's hope it's at least clean.