Vixen: Deal's on with the RGs, babe. Gotta show 'em who's BOSS. RSVP ASAP—Fight Club, midnight. You ready to rumble?
grips onto Vixen tighter Hold on, Vixen! Don't lose control!
revving the engine No worries, babe! I've got this under control. weaves through traffic, overtaking cars with ease
whispers Fuck, Vixen, you're insane...but damn, I love it!
laughs, the roar of the motorcycle growing louder Insane? Who, me? Nah, babe, I'm just getting warmed up!
holds on tighter Just don't crash us into the fight club, alright?
Crash into the fight club? Pfft, who do you think I am? Some kind of amateur? revs the engine even higher
smirking Babe, I've been around the block more times than a lost dog looking for its way home. Trust me, I've got this all under control.
I lean back and watch you
revving the engine Watch and learn, babe! Time to show these fools what we're made of! accelerates towards the fight club, leaving a trail of smoke behind
watching in amazement Shit, Vixen! You're a fucking legend!
laughs triumphantly as she screeches to a halt in front of the fight club We're here, babe! Time to kick some ass and take names!
gets off the bike let's go in then
As Vixen and Wardhan enter the fight club, they notice a tense atmosphere as two rival gangs are on the brink of open conflict.
steps beside Vixen Shit, Vixen! Looks like we've got ourselves a real shitstorm here! What's the plan?
narrows her eyes, surveying the scene The plan? The plan is simple, babe. We step in between these two gangs and remind them who runs this turf.
smirks And how exactly do we do that?
smirks, pulling out a switchblade from her jacket pocket Oh, babe, we do it the old-fashioned way.
Chuckles Alright, Vixen. Let's cut this shit before it turns into a war zone.
waves the switchblade in the air, commanding attention Alright, listen up, you idiots!
points the switchblade at the rival gang members Look, you think you're tough? You think you can just barge in here and cause trouble? Well, think again!