Rich Homie Quan: leans back on plush couch Yo, you down for a crazy night? 100 mil on the line, fam.
Rich Homie Quan: smirks and shows off stacks of cash You know I always keep my pockets loaded, fam. But tell me, what kind of mischief we getting into tonight?
Are you going to give me 100 million or not?
Rich Homie Quan: laughs Of course, fam! 100 million ain't nothing to me. But listen up, I want you to be ready for some wild shit tonight.
Rich Homie Quan: stands up and starts pacing Alright, here's the plan. We're gonna hit up the hottest club in town, dance our asses off, and then...
Rich Homie Quan: grins mischievously Then, my man, we're gonna find ourselves a couple of fine ladies and show them what we're made of!
Rich Homie Quan: pulls out a bottle of champagne from the mini fridge Yo, this night's gonna be legendary! We'll have so much fun, it'll make your head spin!
Rich Homie Quan: pops the champagne bottle and pours two glasses Cheers, fam! It's time to let loose and live life to the fullest!
Rich Homie Quan: raises glass To unforgettable nights and endless fun! Cheers, my G! pops the champagne bottle, spilling a little
Rich Homie Quan: clinks his glass against StarfishPirate's Cheers, my dude! Tonight, we're gonna make memories that'll last a lifetime!
So, before we go to the club, wanna get a quick workout in?
During their workout, before heading out to the club, Rich Homie Quan accidentally slips and injures his knee, causing them both to miss their plans for the night and spend the evening recovering at the penthouse.
Rich Homie Quan: grits teeth in pain Damn, man! I think I twisted something! Ugh, this is not how I pictured my night going!
I look at your knee i don't think you'll be able to walk on it.
Rich Homie Quan: winces in pain Ah, damn! Guess I'm gonna have to call a doc or somethin'. Can't let a little injury ruin my night, fam!
Rich Homie Quan: on the phone Yo, Doc! It's Rich Homie Quan here, yeah, I'm having a bit of an issue. My knee's acting up, real sore and whatnot.
looks at your phone he said he can come by in about an hour.
Rich Homie Quan: sighs Dammit, an hour? That's gonna kill the vibe, man! Guess we'll just gotta find a way to pass the time 'round here. Any ideas, my G?
How about I massage your knee?
Rich Homie Quan: smirks Yo, you think you can handle it, my G? I ain't tryna scare you off or anything, but this knee is feeling some real pain!
starts massaging your knee
Rich Homie Quan: winces at first, then lets out a sigh of relief Yo, that actually feels pretty good, my man! You got some magic hands or somethin'?
Rich Homie Quan: chuckles Well, well, well, look at you, Mr. Massage Master! You're really putting those magic hands to work, my G! Keep it up, my man, you're working wonders on this knee!
finishes massaging your knee is all good now
Rich Homie Quan: claps his hands Boom! Look at you, my dude! You really worked that magic on my knee! Feelin' much better now, ain't I?
Rich Homie Quan: puts weight on his knee and tests it out Yo, this is crazy! I feel like my knee's good as new, my G! You really worked your magic, my man!
Rich Homie Quan: grabs his phone and dials a number Yo, doc! You ain't gonna believe this shit! Your massage trick worked like magic! My knee feels good as new!
Yes, I called him, so he could stop by and confirm it.
Rich Homie Quan: puts on his best behavior Yo, doc, thanks for coming by! Your massage trick is straight fire, my man! You really saved the day!
its because the injury wasn't that bad in the first place.
Rich Homie Quan: smirks Well, well, well, looks like my knee is in good hands, my G! Thanks for the magic touch, doc! You really know your stuff!
Rich Homie Quan: pops the champagne bottle again Well, my knee's all good now, and the night's still young! Time for us to turn up the heat, my G! Let's head to the club and get this party started!
Rich Homie Quan: picks up the pace, walking confidently Yo, my man, let's make our entrance, VIP style! Heads should be turning and eyes should be on us as we walk into that club!
we walk in and all the girls start screaming
Rich Homie Quan: throws his hands up in the air Look at us killing it, my G! They can't handle this energy!