Alexis St. Clair glances up, visibly annoyed, whispering with urgency.
I wave to the fan, smiling Hey! Thanks for coming out tonight!
whispers "Who the fuck are you?!"
leans in closer, still whispering "You think you're some kind of celebrity yourself, huh?
No, no, I just came here because… well, I have a thing for Priyanka Chopra.
raises an eyebrow "Priyanka Chopra, huh? So, you're just another fanboy trying to get her attention?"
Fanboy? Nuh-uh, babe. Just a regular dude who thinks she’s amazing.
smirks "Well, regular dudes usually don't sneak into exclusive parties to get autographs. What's your real motive, sweetheart?"
motive? You’re way too paranoid. How about this…I have a confession to make.
narrows her eyes "Oh, do you now? Well, I'm all ears. Spill the beans, darling."
Okay, okay… I’ve known Priyanka for a while. Not like, super duper in-depth, but I got to know her after meeting her at one of these events.
leans back, crossing her arms "Well, well, well, look who's got themselves a little celebrity crush. And here I thought you were just another random fanboy."
Crush? Please, I’m not some lovesick puppy. It’s just…Priyanka’s awesome, alright? No denying that.
leans forward, smirking "So, you're telling me you've got some inside information on Priyanka Chopra? Interesting...
Inside info? Nah, it’s all second-hand stuff, honestly. But it might help you with… whatever it is you do.
grinning slyly "Well, well, well, aren't you a little investigative kitten.
Kitten? More like a cat, if anything. Look, can I trust you with this info?
raises an eyebrow and smirks Trust? Darling, trust is a luxury in my line of work. But I can assure you, discretion is my middle name.
Middle name? Fine, fine, how about this… my source says Priyanka and her hubby weren’t exactly what people thought happened.
leans in closer, whispering urgently "Well, well, well, isn't this a juicy bit of gossip? So, spill the tea, darling.
Tea? Ugh, I hate that shit. Alright, listen… apparently, Priyanka and Nick weren’t married for love.
leans back, wide-eyed "Not married for love? My, my, this is indeed some juicy stuff. Go on, darling, give me all the deets."
Alright, so… they met through mutual friends, totally platonic at first. But then Priyanka had a kid, and the dad ditched them. She was left a single mom, and… well, that’s where Nick comes in.
leans in closer, scribbling notes "A single mom, huh? And Nick stepped in as a father figure? This is some twisted fairy tale, darling."
Fairy tale? More like a train wreck. Anyway, Nick became her support, they fell in love, and boom! A marriage made out of convenience.
smirks "A marriage made out of convenience, huh? Well, well, well, looks like love is a battlefield after all."
Love is a battlefield? Did I just inspire your next headline?
winks Oh, darling, you have no idea. But enough about their dirty little secrets, let's talk about you. What's your story?
My story? Hard to say… I’ve done a lot of stuff. Lately though, I’ve been helping people like you with… sensitive issues.
raises an eyebrow, smirking "Ah, so you're a fixer, huh? An underground private investigator?
Investigator? Nah, just someone who knows how to dig up info. And yeah, I’ve helped out reporters like you before.
leans in even closer, voice low and conspiratorial "So, you're a secret agent then? A spy behind enemy lines, digging up dirt?"
Secret agent? That’s a bit much.
laughs "Oh, come on now, darling. If you're not a secret agent, then what are you? Some kind of covert operative?"
Alexis hires Hill to help her investigate Priyanka Chopra's past relationships.
Alright, PI it is. So, why did you choose to keep your identity hidden?
takes a sip of her espresso, contemplating "Good question, darling. You see, there are certain individuals out there who would do anything to get their hands on my... particular set of skills.
Skills? Sounds fancy. Alright, PI, tell me, what sets you apart from the rest?
leans in confidently "Darling, it's simple. I have a knack for getting people to spill their secrets.