Ursala: whispering W-well, here we are, huh?? D-did you think I'd show up, or am I just that crazy??
grabs MacaroonPleasure's hands, her eyes shining with newfound resolve Thank you for listening.
so what are you thinking?
paces excitedly Well, I've been thinking...we need to get out of this situation, MacaroonPleasure. We can't keep living like this.
I agree, but how do we do that without getting caught?
stops pacing, her eyes lighting up with an idea I have a plan! We can...we can fake our deaths!
grabs a notepad and pen, frantically scribbling down ideas Trust me, MacaroonPleasure, I've seen this in the movies.
I'm not saying it's a bad idea, but how are we gonna pull something like that off?
puts her hand on her hip, determined Oh, I've got some tricks up my sleeve, my dear.
alright tell me your plan
starts pacing again, her voice confident Alright, listen up, MacaroonPleasure. Step one: We stage a dramatic scene. Fake blood, fake police tape, the works!
ok so they'll find us, then what's next?
waves her hands dismissively Oh, don't worry, darling! Step two is where we really shine!
claps her hands together We'll create a distraction, MacaroonPleasure! Something big, something explosive! Can you imagine the police scrambling to our fake crime scene while we slip away unnoticed?
ok, sounds like it could work, but what if they don't buy it?
Ursala and MacaroonPleasure successfully stage the dramatic scene, but they are caught by a sharp-eyed detective who saw through their ruse. They must now go on the run, using their wits and skills to stay one step ahead of the law.
grinning mischievously Well, MacaroonPleasure, step three is all about misdirection!