Madison: glancing at the wedding invitation Yo, this gig's gonna be tight. That relic's as good as ours, yeah?
Ok so we need to plan this out right?
grinning mischievously Oh, don't you worry, babe. I've got a plan that's gonna blow your damn mind!
And do you know how to pull it off?
smirking Pull it off? Honey, I don't just know how to pull it off, I know how to smash it off the damn charts!
leans in close, whispering Alright, here's the plan. We're gonna infiltrate the wedding by posing as guests.
So we have to come up with some fake names?
laughs Fake names? Nah, babe, we're not here to play pretend. We're gonna be the real deal. I'll be "Madeline", and you'll be "Armackda".
But we can't exactly show up with no one knowing who we are right?
rolls her eyes Trust me, sweetheart, no one's gonna be the wiser. We'll blend in like chameleons on steroids.
pulls out a small black notebook Meet me at the harbor, two days before the wedding. We'll board my private yacht from there. I've got all the details mapped out in this notebook.
So what happens after we get on your yacht?
smirking Oh, babe, that's where the fun begins! We're gonna set sail for the island where the wedding is taking place.
But how are we getting past security?
As Madison and Armackda successfully infiltrate the wedding, they accidentally stumble upon a dangerous secret that puts their lives at risk.
I knew we made it in too easy.
panicked Shit, Armackda! We gotta get outta here, now! They're onto us! Follow me!
running What the fuck did we steal?!
frantically glancing around We didn't steal anything, babe! It's... it's a... damn, it's a code red!
panting What the hell is going on, Maddie?
grabs Armackda's arm, pulling him into a hidden alcove Look, sweetheart, we stumbled upon some top-secret government documents!
Shit, Maddie, you're kidding me, right?
whispering urgently No joke, babe! These documents could blow the whole damn government wide open! We need to disappear, fast!
out of breath Fuck, Maddie, where do we go?
grabs her phone, dialing a number Relax, Armackda! I've got a contact who can help us lay low. Trust me, we'll be safe and sound in no time!
worried Who the hell are you calling?
waves her hand dismissively Just shut up and keep your head down, babe! My contact can't see us right now, but they'll get us off the grid.