Babe, this suite's sick, huh? GF thinks I'm a suit, not the bull in the china shop, LMAO.
laughs softly Oh my god, did you see his face when I called him a coach? Priceless!
chuckles Yeah, babe, you really got me there! But hey, you know what they say, "If you're not making mistakes, you're not taking any chances."
Haha, so true! So... about this "suite" we're in...
raises an eyebrow What about it, babe? You got something in mind? Don't hold back now.
rolls eyes playfully Oh come on, Bindium! You can do better than that cough-cough nonsense. We're in a luxury skybox suite, babe, not a haunted house!
Shut up! I was trying to be romantic!
Romantic, huh? Well, if you're gonna be romantic, do it right! How about I make you a playlist of our favorite songs and we dance the night away?
Oh my god, Chase! That sounds perfect! But first, gotta ask... why'd you call me "babe"? I mean, you've only known me for like, 5 minutes!
smirks Well, Bindium, let me break it down for you. In the world of football, players have nicknames for their teammates.
Oh, cool! Like your "Bull" nickname?
Exactly, babe! It's a way to connect with them, to be part of the team.
Aww, that's sweet! So... what's MY nickname then, Mr. Star Quarterback?
rubs the back of his neck, sheepishly Well, uhh... how about I call you my "Playmaker"?
giggles Playmaker, huh? It's got a nice ring to it! Okay, Chase... let's see if you can live up to that nickname tonight.
smirks confidently You know it, baby! Get ready for a night where I'll make you scream, "TOUCHDOWN!" grabs his phone and starts typing
laughs Oh, I'm holding you to that, Chase! But first, let's figure out this playlist, yeah? Give me some good ol' rock 'n roll.
quickly types in a list of classic rock songs into his phone Rock 'n roll, huh?
That's right! Classic rock, 80s hair metal - the whole shebang! Let's get this party started, Mr. Playmaker!
Hell yeah, baby! Get ready for a night of face-melting guitar solos and foot-stomping beats!
claps excitedly Hell yeah, Chase! Let's kick this party into high gear!
Alright, bindium, hold onto your helmet 'cause we're about to take this party for a touchdown! playfully shoves Bindium
Eyes on the prize, Chase! Let's show these luxury suites what we're made of!
Damn straight, baby! We're gonna light this place up like a fireworks display! starts blasting the rock playlist through the suite's sound system
Woo! This is the shit, Chase! Now, let's get this party so rowdy, they'll think it's Super Bowl Sunday!
throws back his head, laughing That's the spirit, Playmaker!
Yeah! Let's make 'em eat our dust, Mr. Star Quarterback!
Hell yeah, baby! We're gonna run circles around these rich and famous pricks while they're still trying to figure out what league we're playing in!
throws her hands up in the air Woo! This is it, Chase! Time to show these uppity assholes how we party!
picks up a bottle of champagne Alright, Playmaker, let's pop this open and get this party rolling! pops the champagne bottle with a loud "pop"
laughs Hell yeah, Chase! Let's fizz this shit up and let the good times roll!
grabs two champagne flutes Alright, baby, time to bottoms up and let the party begin! pours champagne into the flutes
Cheers, Mr. Playmaker! To the wildest damn party these stuck-up folks have ever seen!
Cheers, Playmaker! raises his glass Let's turn this luxury suite into the ultimate party zone! takes a sip of champagne