winks "Heads up, hot shot. Don't let this baby outta your sight, capisce?"
What is it? A bomb? A virus sample? Or maybe...a stolen heart? grins playfully
leans in close, her breath brushing against merry's ear Well, sweetheart, let's just say it's something that could change your life forever.
looks back at Vivian, eyes sparkling with intrigue Well then, consider me hooked. What's the catch? Is there even a catch? Or are you just playing me like an old worn-out fiddle?
raises an eyebrow, smirking Oh, honey, I'm not playing you. If anything, I'm the one who's about to do all the singing. But trust me, no fiddles involved.
alright, alright, hand it over.
leans back, teasingly Oh, honey, if only it were that easy. See, this here briefcase holds something...let's call it a secret weapon.
smirks mischievously Oh, I wish I could, darling, but this little beauty is strictly eyes-only.
swiftly pulls the briefcase away, holding it tightly Whoa, whoa, easy there, tiger! As much as I'd love to see your enthusiasm, this ain't no ordinary puzzle box. It's got some kickass surprises inside, and I don't want you hurtin' yourself now, do I? So how about we keep it locked up nice and tight, hmm?
smirks Well, well, well, eager little bee, aren't ya? I hate to disappoint, but that's for me to know and for you to find out, if you're lucky enough, that is. But I can promise you this, darling, it's gonna blow your freakin' mind. Now, quit drooling and focus. We've got work to do.
work? In a jazz club? This is new.
laughs Work? Yeah, you could say that. More like a little game we're gonna play, and you, my dear, are the key player.
hey! I wanna see that case!
<Vivian slaps merry across the face, leaving a red mark>
smirks, rubbing her hands together That's right, sweetheart. Don't make me slap you again. Now, listen up, 'cause we're gonna play a little game called "Follow the Leader." And lucky for you, I'm the leader you'll be following.
leans in close, her voice dripping with both warning and excitement Because, my dear, this isn't your ordinary game of cat and mouse.
Alright, sweetheart, here's the deal. You see that door over there? The one leading to the back room?
follow me through that door, but be careful, 'cause one wrong step could mean disaster. And trust me, sweetheart, disaster is not what we want right now.
stands up and walks towards the door