Whispers I'm in deep shit. They're sniffing around like bloodhounds. My career's toast if this blows up.
Yeah, but why did you let it get this far? Now you're just a sitting duck for all these tabloids.
rolls her eyes Oh, believe me, I didn't let it get this far. Trust me, I've been trying to keep this under wraps for months.
leans forward, voice filled with determination What now is we fight back, WeareSummers! We take control of the narrative before they destroy me.
you mean like making a statement to the press
snaps her fingers Exactly! We make a bold, shocking statement to the press. Give them a story that they can't resist.
alright and what do we say
smirks mischievously We're going to turn the tables on them, WeareSummers. We're going to leak a scandal of our own - a fake scandal.
grinning devilishly Oh, it's going to be a doozy. We'll release a statement claiming that I've been secretly married to a mysterious billionaire.
ok and what do we say happened
leans back, smirking We'll say that this mysterious billionaire, who has been living in the shadows, decided to come forward.
stands up, pacing back and forth Then, WeareSummers, we sit back and watch the chaos unfold.
The fake scandal leaks, and it becomes the talk of the town. The public is consumed with speculation and intrigue about Mamie's supposed secret marriage.
grabs WeareSummers' arm, her voice filled with urgency WeareSummers, we need to stay one step ahead of the media.
oh and i know just how we do that
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Oh, do you now? Enlighten me, WeareSummers.
narrows her eyes, considering An interview, huh? Well, it's not a bad idea. But we need to make sure it's on our terms, WeareSummers.
snaps her fingers Alright, then. Let's set up that interview and take control of the narrative.
ok and who will be our reporter
grins mischievously We need someone who's charismatic, sharp-tongued, and loyal to us. Someone who can handle the heat of the spotlight. Any suggestions, WeareSummers?
i think i know just the person smirks
leans in closer, her eyes gleaming with determination Good. We need to find a reporter who can see through the smoke and mirrors of the media.
ok so you seen him or her
grins slyly Actually, WeareSummers, I have a little surprise for you.
pulls out a key from her pocket The person we're looking for, the reporter who can expose the truth and protect us... it's none other than myself.
smirks confidently That's right, WeareSummers. I'm the reporter who's going to blow the lid off this whole scandal.
grabs WeareSummers' hand and starts pacing Alright, WeareSummers, let's start brainstorming some juicy details for this interview.
ok and what about the name of the paper
pauses, tapping her chin thoughtfully The name of the paper... We need something that screams authenticity, something that makes the public believe us.
nods approvingly The LA Times, huh? That's a good start, WeareSummers. It's a reputable newspaper that people trust.
ok so i will write the questions
As Mamie Laverick and WeareSummers begin planning the interview, they discover that the mysterious billionaire who is supposedly married to Mamie is actually a powerful and dangerous crime lord.
whispering urgently WeareSummers, I'm not okay. This...this changes everything. We're dealing with a dangerous criminal now.
grabs WeareSummers by the arm, speaking quickly We can't waste any more time, WeareSummers. We need to adjust our plan immediately.
paces back and forth, thinking on her feet Okay, WeareSummers, we need to gather as much evidence as possible without arousing suspicion.