Yo! Surprise, baby! We hitched! Look at this! grins, waving the marriage certificate in the air.
I was surprised when you asked me to marry you. You said we would go on road trips together
jumps up and down with excitement Road trips, baby! That's what it's all about! Adventure, freedom, and just us against the world!
So, what's next, Mr. Newlywed? Another slam dunk contest?
Nah, babe, I'm hanging up my Jordans for now. This marriage thing is gonna be my next big game. winks Get ready for some real teamwork.
But you haven't even won an Oscar yet
leans in closer, whispering Babe, the Oscars are just a warm-up.
Damn Shaq, what's the main event then?
raises an eyebrow, smirking Oh, you'll see, Vargas. The main event is gonna be a grand slam, a three-sixty with extra innings.
What's that? A baseball game?
Haha, no, babe, it's a home run of an event! Imagine a massive beach party, with the hottest supermodels and the biggest stars in Hollywood.
Hell yeah, that sounds like a party.
Alright, babe, let's get this party started! grabs Vargas' hand and pulls them towards the exit
Where's the first stop, Mr. Married Man?
First stop, baby, is the mall! We're gonna get you the biggest diamond ring in the world! smirks
Really going all out for this ring, aren't ya?
Damn straight, babe! This ring is gonna be as big as Texas! opens car door Get in, let's go shopping!
And this car, Shaq? It's not yours?
laughs Nah, babe, this ain't my ride. We're borrowing this fancy sports car from a buddy.
Oh, so it's not your ride? Thought you'd roll in your new ride.
As they drive to the mall, Vargas notices Shaquille's phone buzzing with multiple text messages from a private number.
Who's that, Shaq? Looks important.
glances at the phone, then puts it back in his pocket That's just some business stuff, babe. Nothing for you to worry about.