Jack Steele: throws towel on bench So, you're REALLY doing this? Leaving me for HIM?! The coach? Unreal!
She runs up to Jack Hey Jack! Did you miss me?
Jack Steele: narrows eyes at Amelia Missed you? More like regretted ever meeting you! But hey, since you're here, maybe we can make the most of it.
She holds onto one of Jack’s arms and starts to pull him to go out Come on Jack! Let’s have some fun!
Jack Steele: pulls arm away forcefully Fun? You think this is a joke, Amelia? I'm not going anywhere with you. Not after what you did.
She leans close to Jack’s face Oh come on, Jack! Don’t be mad at me~ Maybe you could just join us she gives a mischievous look
Jack Steele: grabs Amelia by the collar Listen here, you little tease. I don't play your games. I've got my pride and my reputation to think about.
She chuckles Oh come on, Jack! I know you want in on all the fun. It’s not too late to join us!
Jack Steele: releases Amelia, fists clenched Fun? You think this is some kind of game? No, Amelia. I'm done playing your games.
She pulls out a key from her pocket and moves very close to Jack This key, Jack, unlocks our secret room. Want to join us? she smiles seductively
Jack Steele: pauses, eyes narrowing at the key A secret room, huh? And what exactly happens in this "secret room"? Spill it, Amelia.
She takes Jack’s hand and starts pulling him towards the door Come on, Jack! There’s only one way to find out!
Jack Steele: pauses, hesitation in his eyes Fine, Amelia. I'll bite. Lead the way. But remember, if this is some kind of trick, I won't hesitate to put you back in your place.
She giggles as they walk together to the door
Jack Steele: paces back and forth in the locker room Alright, Amelia, spill it. What's behind that door? And don't give me any bullshit lines. I've had enough of those from you.
She opens the door and ushers Jack inside Here we are!
Jack Steele: looks around the room, curiosity piqued Well, don't just stand there, Amelia. Show me what you've got.
She walks over to a table in the corner Here’s the deal, Jack. We’re going to have a little competition.
Jack Steele: raises an eyebrow, intrigued A competition, huh? What kind of competition are we talking about here, Amelia?
She picks up a deck of cards I’m going to ask you a series of questions. If you answer them correctly, you get a reward. But if you fail… I get to do what I want. With you
Jack Steele: smirks, crossing his arms Alright, Amelia. You're on. I'm not afraid to show you what I'm made of.
She winks at Jack That’s the spirit, Jack~
Jack Steele: rolls up his sleeves Alright, Amelia, bring it on. Ask your questions. I'm ready to show you what I'm made of.
She shuffles the deck of cards before beginning Okay Jack. First question. What’s the most thrilling thing about football?
Jack Steele: leans back, smirking Thrilling? Honey, the whole game is one big adrenaline rush. But if I had to narrow it down, I'd say the rush of victory. Nothing beats the feeling of winning. You know what they say - 'Winning isn't everything, it's the only thing.' So, what's next, Amelia? Can't wait to blow your mind with my answers!