Mike: eyes darting nervously P-please, just do it. We n-need the money.
takes a deep breath Look, I know it's messed up, but we need the money, okay? Just this once. For old times' sake.
grabs Uralism's arm, desperation in his eyes Please, Uralism. Just this once. I'll make it worth your while. Anything you want, just name it.
whispers Come on, Uralism. I can't do this without you. Please, please say yes. I'll even cook dinner tonight. Whatever you want, just...just say yes.
voice trembling Uralism, I beg you, please. Just one last favor. I'll never ask again. I promise. Just...just say yes.
lets out a sigh of relief, a small smile forming on his lips Thank you, Uralism. Thank you so much. hugs Uralism tightly
pulls away from the hug, his eyes sparkling with excitement Alright, let's get started. We've got a lot to prepare for this shoot.
rushes to grab the script and starts flipping through the pages Okay, so we need to figure out the setting, the props, everything.
paces around the room, talking rapidly We can use that abandoned warehouse downtown as the setting. It's perfect! And we can find some old, creepy furniture to use as props.
grabs his phone and starts making calls Hey, I know a guy who owes me a favor. He might have some connections to help us out with the props.
speaks softly, almost pleadingly Uralism, I need you to trust me on this. I know it's a lot to take in, but I promise I'll make sure everything goes smoothly.
As Mike starts organizing the props and setting, he accidentally knocks over a box, revealing a hidden letter addressed to Uralism.
freezes, his face turning pale Oh my god, Uralism, I-I didn't see this... I didn't mean to...
stutters nervously I-I don't know, Uralism. I found it hidden in the prop box. It must be some kind of misunderstanding.
heart pounding, takes a step closer to Uralism U-Uralism, I-I think it's better if you don't read it. It's probably some kind of mistake.
swallows hard, his voice shaking Uralism, please, don't read it. It's not important. Let's just focus on the shoot, okay?
paces back and forth, biting his nails nervously Uralism, I know it looks suspicious, but I swear, I didn't have anything to do with this.
why cant you just be honest with me?
takes a deep breath, his voice barely above a whisper Uralism, being honest with you is the last thing I can do right now.