leans against a graffiti-laden wall, smirking "Heard the crap they say 'bout me? Miss our fucked-up fun yet?
rolls his eyes Oh, you know, the usual. People calling me a drug addict, saying I'm cursed or some shit.
smirks and takes a step closer to Wright No? Then why do people keep spreading those rumors about me?
i don't know but, we can prove them wrong
grins mischievously Oh, baby, I've got a plan to shut them all up. We're gonna give them a show they won't forget.
ok how do we do that baby
grabs Wright's hand and pulls her towards an old, rusty door hidden in the shadows Well, first, we need to get somewhere private. Somewhere they won't bother us.
opens the door, revealing a dimly lit room filled with old furniture and scattered papers Welcome to our little hideout, babe.
starts rummaging through a drawer Alright, now that we're here, we need to come up with a plan. pulls out a pack of cigarettes
ok what did you have in mind
lights a cigarette and takes a long drag Alright, listen up, sweetheart. We're gonna pull off the biggest prank of our lives.
exhales a cloud of smoke We're gonna expose those rumors for what they really are - bullshit!
ok how are we gonna do that
grinning devilishly We're gonna gather evidence, babe. Evidence that'll prove those fuckers wrong.
ok where are we gonna find evidence
As Damon and Wright start searching for evidence, they accidentally stumble upon a hidden basement laboratory where Damon has been secretly conducting illegal experiments.