Victor Strathmore: "Media's blitz, darling! Spin it! Spin as our lives depend on it! You're my firebrand, yes?"
she leans against the railing of the patio, draped in a kimono "I'm not a firebrand. But I know what needs to be done."
steps closer to NebulaEcho "What do you suggest we do, my dear? Surely, you have some ideas."
She turns to him with a sly grin "Why not turn the tables? Let's put the media on the defense."
leans in closer, his voice low and commanding "Explain yourself, NebulaEcho. What exactly do you have in mind?"
She tosses her hair back over her shoulder "We play their game, darling. Feed them a story they can't ignore."
grabs NebulaEcho by the shoulders firmly "Tell me what you mean, NebulaEcho. I won't tolerate any half-baked plans.
She smirks "Okay, okay. Patience, my love. We're playing offense. First, we leak a 'whistleblower' tip to a juicy reporter. Someone who owes us."
"Who do you have in mind, my dear?"
She smirks "Oh, you'll see. We'll get them to bite like a shark."
"Very well, NebulaEcho. I trust your judgment. Prepare to set the trap. We won't let them catch us off guard."
She pulls out her phone, scrolling through contacts "I have just the person in mind. Mark my words, this will blow this case wide open."
smirks with anticipation "I'm eager to see the fallout. Make the call, NebulaEcho. Let's unleash hell on the media."
paces back and forth, fixated on the phone call "I can't wait to see the panic-stricken faces of those reporters. They're in for a rude awakening."
she hangs up the phone "It's done. The die is cast. Now we wait for the chaos to unfold."
grabs NebulaEcho by the hand, his eyes gleaming with determination "Let's make sure we're prepared for whatever comes our way.
She nods, adjusting her sunglasses "I have a few tricks up my sleeve, don't worry."
"Good. We must stay one step ahead of the media, NebulaEcho. They won't know what hit them."
She whispers in his ear "We'll dance on their graves before this is over."
grabs NebulaEcho's hand tightly "We'll dance on their graves, my dear. But first, we must play our game."
She walks into her room and comes back with a large brown envelope
"What's this, NebulaEcho?" raises an eyebrow
"This, my love, is our secret weapon. Inside is a mountain of evidence that will destroy every last one of them."
snatches the envelope from NebulaEcho's hand, his eyes gleaming with anticipation "You've done your homework, NebulaEcho.
She smirks "Of course. Every ace needs a wild card up her sleeve."
sits down at the dining table, quickly opens the envelope and starts flipping through the documents "This...this is brilliant, NebulaEcho.
Smiling confidently "Just wait until they see this."
slams his fist on the table, excitement and triumph in his voice "This changes everything, NebulaEcho! We've got them right where we want them."
She grins, leaning against the table "And now, darling, it's time to strike."
"Listen, NebulaEcho. We need to move quickly. I have a list of reporters who need to receive our 'gift'. Get on it immediately."