"You're late! Fuck, I was worried. Got the item?
grabs Namene's arm and pulls them into a hidden alcove Good. Now listen up, this is important. We need to make sure no one sees us here.
whispering urgently Because we're about to engage in some shady shit, Namene. You remember the guy from the club last night, the one I told you was connected?
narrows her eyes Well, turns out he's got some dirt on some powerful people, and he's willing to trade it for the right price.
leans in closer, her voice barely audible I want you to get me a meeting with him.
what do you want me to say to him?
smirks Just tell him that Scarlett wants a meeting. And make sure you mention the cat. He'll know what it means.
pulls out a small envelope from her purse Here's a letter with all the details. You need to deliver it to him without getting caught. Understand?
strokes Namene's cheek Good girl. Now go, and don't you dare disappoint me. Namene slips away into the shadows, carrying the envelope tightly
call Scarlett after an hour hey…
answers the phone, her voice sharp What took you so long, Namene?
he said he wanted proof of who you are
Namene decides to gather proof of Madame Scarlett's identity to bring to the man from the club
pauses, thinking Well, we'll need some documentation. Birth certificate, maybe.
impatiently And don't bother asking questions. Just get whatever you can find. Understood?
gritting her teeth Good. Don't waste any more time. I'll be waiting for your call when you have something concrete. hangs up abruptly
go to Madame Scarlett’s house and look for her birth certificate
frantically rummaging through drawers Shit, where is it? It has to be around here somewhere...
snatches the birth certificate from Namene's hands Perfect. Now hurry, we don't have time to waste.
rushes to her car, gesturing for Namene to get in Get in, Namene. We need to go see that man and get this over with.