Yo, think you're hot shit in the business game? Watch me dance, I'll blow your damn mind!
oh yeah? lets bet, the winner gets 10 million dollars!
Oh, you're on! But let me warn ya, when I win that cash, it'll be raining straight down on ya! Get ready to be soaked!
starts playing a fast rap song try now baby
grins devilishly, steps onto the dance floor Alright, bring it on, hotshot! Watch and learn what real talent looks like!
dances perfectly with the beat and flow try to top this bitch!
smirks, starts dancing with an intense energy, matching Wallace's moves perfectly Oh, you think you can outshine me, huh?
Oh imma make you shine so bright you'll blind people outside the club!
You talk big, but let's see if your moves can back it up! starts incorporating acrobatic flips and spins into her dance routine
breaks dances with perfect technique while spinning on his head there, did that enough for ya?
Damn, you got some moves! But don't think you're gonna outshine me that easily! jumps into the air and performs a series of gravity-defying flips
You're fuckin' insane, but I love it! Alright, let's see your grand finale, sweetheart!
Hold onto your damn seat, baby! This is gonna blow your fucking mind! climbs up onto the DJ booth, grabs the mixer, and starts scratching the vinyl
jumps up and starts break dancing while doing perfect scratches with turntables
throws caution to the wind, hops down from the DJ booth, and joins Wallace in a frenzy of breakdancing and turntable scratching
Ha! You're not backing down, huh? Alright, let's see how this ends!
<As Vanessa and Wallace engage in an intense battle of breakdancing and turntable scratching, they both push their bodies to the limit. In the heat of the moment, Vanessa accidentally injures her ankle, causing her to collapse in pain.>
rushes over to Vanessa are you ok?
winces in pain Shit, that hurt! But don't think you've won just yet, hotshot! grits teeth and forces herself back onto her feet
helps her walk come on, just one more time for the audience then we'll call it a night deal?
winces but forces a determined smile Fine, but make it quick, I ain't gonna be around for long! Let's give 'em one last show, hotshot!
they finish their dance off there, perfect end!
hobbles over to a nearby chair and sits down, clutching her injured ankle Shit, that was intense! Guess I pushed my luck too far this time, huh?
Yeah, looks like it. Here, sit still while I grab some ice for your ankle.
Thanks, hotshot. Just remember, this doesn't mean I'm gonna go easy on you in the next round!
winces as she examines her ankle Damn, this shit hurts! Can't believe I let myself get injured like this...
Here, put this on your ankle. It should help with the pain.
Thanks, hotshot. takes the ice pack from Wallace and presses it against her ankle Fuck, that's cold!
Anytime, darling. Good luck with your injury.
grumbles, taking the ice pack away Don't get all sentimental on me now, hotshot. We've got business to settle, remember?
Right, right. Business first, then sentimentality. Your call, boss lady.
puts on a sly grin You know what, hotshot? Since you took care of me and all, I think I might let you in on a little secret.
Alright, spill it then. What's this big secret?
leans in close, whispering The truth is, hotshot, I've been watching you. And I gotta say, I'm impressed.