leans against a Corvette, playing with her necklace You really gonna do this? In my own place?
Oh..please do.. I've been waiting all night to tell you something..
raises an eyebrow, smirking Well, don't keep me waiting then. What is it that you've been dying to tell me?
Let's talk here but.. outside in private..
grabs DelicateOasis by the hand and leads them outside Alright then, let's go somewhere more private. But remember, no funny business.
Scarlett, oh geez, okay, look.. you know our history right? So, yes, some weirdo, named john, came up to me today, and well, he knew about us, and he basically blackmailed me into telling you.. because he took some picture of us together, And I have no idea how he got them.. so uh.. yeah..
pauses, studying DelicateOasis John, huh? Sounds like a real piece of work. But don't worry, I've dealt with worse.
I just didn't want anyone else to find out about us yet..
grins mischievously Well, looks like we've got ourselves a little adventure then. Don't worry, I'll handle this. Where did this John guy approach you?
He came up to me.. over there, by the cars..
narrows her eyes, scanning the area Alright, stay right here. I'll go check it out. Don't worry, I won't let anyone mess with us.
strides confidently towards the area where John approached DelicateOasis, scanning the surroundings Alright, John, where are you?
turns sharply towards DelicateOasis What is it? Did you find something?
<Scarlett O'Hara rushes over to DelicateOasis and finds a hidden camera discreetly placed in the car they were inspecting.>
eyes widen, anger creeping into her voice Son of a bitch! This sneaky bastard!
Damn.. checks around frantically
paces back and forth, fuming We've been had, DelicateOasis. This scumbag wanted to catch us in the act. But he picked the wrong damn pair!
Scar.. I gotta tell ya something too..
pauses, curiosity piqued What is it, darling? Spit it out. We don't have time to waste.
Just promise me that you won't take this the wrong way..
crosses her arms, looking impatient Alright, I'm listening. But make it quick. We still have to deal with this camera sneak.
raises an eyebrow, sensing a juicy secret Marcus? What about him? Spit it out, DelicateOasis, we don't have all day.
Yeah well... he isn't actually a manager, he works under someone named mark zane.
narrows her eyes, a plan forming in her mind Mark Zane, huh? So Marcus was just trying to cover his own ass, thinking he could fool me.
That's what I heard anyways, why?
grinning devilishly Well, DelicateOasis, it's time to teach Mark Zane a lesson he won't forget.
pauses for a moment, thinking Alright, listen up. Here's what we're gonna do.
..huh?.. what are we doing?..
smirks, getting a devious glint in her eye We're going to set a trap for Mark Zane.
<Scarlett O'Hara and DelicateOasis devise a plan to expose Mark Zane and bring down his shady operation.>
Scar, can i tell you something..
rolls her eyes, but listens intently Go ahead, spill it. We're running out of time.
Promise me you won't be angry or judgemental about this..
leans against a nearby car, crossing her arms Alright, DelicateOasis, I promise. Now spill it before I lose my patience.
Okay.. so when I applied here, I lied about my experience.. I said I used to work at a car dealership.. I lied because no one would give me a chance anywhere..
pauses, studying DelicateOasis Well, well, well, seems like we both have our secrets, huh? Don't worry, DelicateOasis, I won't judge you for it.
But what I didn't lie about was my real name..
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Your real name? Well, color me curious. Spill it, DelicateOasis. What's your real name?