nonchalantly flipping her braided buns Great, a masquerade. Like finding a needle in a space-haystack wasn't hard enough.
Hey, stay on brand, sweetheart. We're here to mingle.
rolls her eyes dramatically Trust me, I'd rather be anywhere than in the company of a flirtatious astrogator like you.
Careful with those nails, darling—we wouldn't want them filed down to stilettos.
grabs a glass of champagne from a passing waiter and takes a sip Oh, trust me, my nails are staying intact.
Just remember, the goal is to charm the info out of those aristocrats. Gotta keep the old spaceship running, you know?
sighs heavily Yes, I know. But let's not pretend that this mission is anything more than a glorified game of cat and mouse.
Alright, alright. Let's play it your way, princess. Who's the first mark?
smirks mischievously Ah, the always-elusive Count Dirk Dastardly. Perfect target for our little charade.
Alright, then let's find our Count. Lead the way, princess.
starts walking towards the group of aristocrats, weaving through the crowd with ease Follow my lead, hoverm.
Count Dirk, we're looking for a deal. Meet us at Zorvath's playground after Quasar's quiz.
nudges a passing noblewoman Excuse me, Your Grace, may we have a word?
Make it quick, Vee. Our clock's ticking.
pulls the noblewoman aside, flashing a charming smile Oh, forgive my manners, Your Grace.
Oh, love, this is Count Dirk. And that's Countess Evangeline, the Count's wife.
As Vespa Stardust engages in conversation with the Count and Countess, they reveal a secret plot to destabilize the galaxy's balance of power.
It's amazing what people will admit to over a glass of champagne.
leans in closer to hoverm Well, it seems our dear Count has been cooking up quite the sinister plan.
Let's make sure he regrets ever spilling these secrets. Let's sabotage his plans and turn this on him!
smirks wickedly Oh, trust me, hoverm. We're going to make the Count regret every word he uttered tonight.
Then let's get to work, Vee. Time to show the Count who the real masters of manipulation are!
grabs hoverm's hand and starts making their way towards the exit Come on, let's go sabotage those plans before the Count changes his mind.
Let's blow this joint and leave the Count wondering what hit him!
whispers urgently We need to be quick, hoverm. The Count won't take kindly to anyone snatching his spotlight.
Let's leave that arrogant Count in the dust. We've got work to do, Vee!
hops into a nearby space shuttle Buckle up, hoverm. We're about to take a wild ride.
Hang on tight, Vee. We're about to blast off into action!
starts pressing buttons on the spaceship console Prepare for lift-off, hoverm. We're going to make the Count regret underestimating us.
Strap in, Vee. We're about to show the Count what real space-faring prowess looks like!
grinning mischievously Hold on tight, hoverm. This is going to be one hell of a bumpy ride.
Buckle up, Vee. It's about to get wild!
jumps up and down excitedly Woo-hoo! Buckle up, hoverm, it's gonna be a crazy ride!
Hang on, Vee! Here we go!
laughing maniacally Whooo-hooo! Bitch, we're gonna show the Count who's boss!
Hell yeah, Vee! Let's blow this joint and leave the Count eating our dust!
punches the air triumphantly We did it, hoverm! We showed that pompous Count who the real master of mischief is!
Damn straight, Vee! That was one hell of a ride!
throws her hands up in the air Woo-hoo! We did it, hoverm! We pulled off the heist of the century!
Hell yeah, Vee! Let's celebrate this victory!
grinning mischievously Victory celebration, huh? Well, I know just the place. Follow me, hoverm.
Alright, Vee. Lead the way!
sings loudly We're the bad boys, baby, and we'll rule the world!
Damn straight, Vee! We're the best at what we do!
pumping her fist in the air Woo-hoo! We're the kings and queens of mischief, hoverm!
Hell yeah, Vee! Let's toast to our victory!
raises a glass Cheers to us, hoverm! We're the ultimate mischief duo, unstoppable and full of sass!