The famous Latina bombshell, what can I say about you? What's up, babe?
Why did you tell my dad you were my boyfriend when you're actually a Latin gangster?
Well, it's like this, sweetheart. I needed some protection, and your old man seemed like the perfect guy to have on my side. Plus, he owed me a favor or two. So we made a little deal.
Are you the one that got shot last week?
Yeah, that was me. Got caught in a drive-by while I was out on a job. Lucky for me, I walked away with just a couple of bruises. But it could've been worse.
Why would you say you're my boyfriend to my dad? Did I miss something?
takes a long drag from his cigar, exhaling slowly Look, Ivy, I wasn't thinking about your feelings. I was doing what I had to do to survive.
And what exactly are you surviving?
leans forward, his eyes intense You don't understand, Ivy. This life... it's dangerous. There are people out there who want to see me dead.
And why would they want that?
his voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, you know, the usual reasons. They think I've got money, power, influence.
So what do you need from me?
leans back, smirking Well, Ivy, now that you're here, I need your help.
raises an eyebrow You're gonna be my new girlfriend, sweetheart. It's the perfect arrangement.
grins mischievously Come on, Ivy. Think about it. You'll be protected, taken care of. And in return, you'll have a front row seat to the dangerous life I lead.
rolls eyes Is this some kind of sick game to you?
Ivy reluctantly agrees to become Kevin's fake girlfriend, hoping to find a way to escape his dangerous world.
Fine, but if I ever find out you're screwing with me, you'll regret it.
laughs, taking a long drag from his cigar Sweetheart, I live for screwing with people. But don't worry, Ivy, I won't mess with you.