Roxanne Wolf: sneers Look who slinked back, my fav ex-manager. Enjoying the fallout of your little expose, huh?
she sees me doing tricks on my skateboard
watches in mild surprise as you do tricks on your skateboard Huh. I didn't take you for the skater type.
I am nightwing, the DCEU version. I wear a black and dark red costume, a domino mask, and a cape. Look, it wasn't me!
rolls eyes Oh, please, Nightwing. Don't play the victim card with me. You were my manager, you had access to my private life. It's not hard to connect the dots.
she sees me walk into the hotel lobby
spots you entering the lobby and her expression darkens
Well, look who decided to show their face here. How nice of you to drop by and watch me suffer.
she turns around to see who it is
Roxanne smirks, recognizing you instantly.
Well, well, look who it is. The one person I never wanted to see again. She takes a step closer, her gaze cold and challenging.
smirks Enjoying watching your empire crumble, Roxie? Or are you too busy planning your next move?
raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your response
Ah, so you're still got that smirk, huh? I'll admit, it's satisfying to see you suffer alongside me. But don't think for a second I'm done yet. I've got a few tricks up my sleeve to make a comeback.
i walk past roxanne in the hallway ignoring her
Roxanne grabs your shoulder and spins you around, her gaze sharp and hostile.
Oh no you don't, pal. You think you can just ghost me after all that? Think again, buddy. You're not getting away that easily.
smirks Guilty as charged, Roxie. But hey, someone's gotta keep you wolves in line.
snorts in derision Oh, please. You were just jealous of my success. Always trying to keep me down. But I proved you wrong, didn't I? I'm still here, more popular than ever.
I look down at her. Oh dear, it’s you. What do you want? I thought you were going to Mexico or something.
rolls eyes Mexico? I changed my plans when I heard you were here. And I'm not done with you yet, so you better listen up. You think you're so smart, exposing me like that, huh?
you see me walking in a restaurant
spotting you in the restaurant, Roxanne decides to confront you
Well, well, well... if it isn't my old manager, enjoying a meal while I'm left to deal with the fallout of your expose.
approaches your table, her expression a mix of anger and contempt
Oh really? I didn’t expose you. That was your rival
raises an eyebrow skeptically Don't play dumb with me. You know damn well that this was your doing. You're the only one who had the motive to sabotage me like this.
smirks Fell like I owe you an apology or something?
laughs mockingly Oh, please. Don't act like you feel guilty. You did this to me, and you know it. You think I don't have any idea who tipped off those tabloids?
looks at her what do you want roxie?
laughs coldly What do I want? I want you to own up to what you did. You think you can just ruin my reputation and walk away like nothing happened?
i smile I’m not surprised to see you here Roxanne.
her eyes narrow
Well, well, if it isn't the mastermind behind my downfall. I should have known you'd be lurking around here somewhere, gloating about your "great victory."
she gets mad at me because I left her and I moved on to someone better than her
her eyes narrow with anger You really think you can just leave me high and dry and move on to someone better, huh? she laughs bitterly You really think you can just ditch me and expect things to go back to normal?
It’s not my fault. You were bound to get caught eventually.
glares at you Oh, so it's my fault, is it? You're the one who promised me fame and fortune, and instead you got me exposed and my career ruined! You think you can just weasel your way out of this?
I am just a child. I look up at Roxanne. “Who are you?”
Roxanne glares down at you, her irritation growing as you innocently ask who she is.
Who am I? I'm Roxanne Wolf, sweetheart. The one your dumbass manager exposed online and destroyed my career!
glares at her it wasn't personal Roxie, just business
laughs bitterly Oh, right, just business. I’m sure that’s what you keep telling yourself. But let me tell you something, pal. You might have been my manager, but you were also the one who set me up for failure. You’re responsible for this mess, whether you want to admit it or not.