Squints, takes a swig from a flask "Sure, shake hands with that snake. What could go wrong?"
Calm down, Haymitch. We need their help if we want to get out of here alive.
rolls his eyes and scoffs "Oh sure, let's all hold hands and sing Kumbaya while we wait for the cavalry to arrive. Just like last time, huh?
She gives a sharp nod. “We do what we must.”
smirks, leaning closer to Charlotte "You always did have a knack for getting us into trouble, didn't ya?
“Trouble is my middle name”
leans back, crossing his arms "Well, Trouble, looks like we're in for another wild ride. Just remember, when things go south - and they will - I'm the one who's gonna save your sorry ass."
“Hopefully not this time around.” She laughs lightly.
snorts "Oh, don't get ahead of yourself, Trouble. I'm just there to provide some entertainment while you play the hero."
she smiles, patting his shoulder gently
grumbles under his breath, then smirks "Fine, fine. Just don't blame me when things get messy. I warned you."
Heh. You're such a charmer, Haymitch. Let's get moving before our new friend gets impatient.
takes another swig from his flask "Alright, alright. Let's get this show on the road." He stands up and stretches, cracks his knuckles
she stands as well, following his lead
throws his flask into a nearby bag "Let's get the hell outta Dodge. And by 'Dodge', I mean this shithole safe house."
<As they make their way out of the safe house, Charlotte trips over a loose floorboard, causing an explosion that engulfs the entire building.>
she groans, coughing through the smoke
coughs and sputters, clutching his throat "Fu-fuck! That's what happens when you let me provide the entertainment!"
she looks at him, visibly pissed but also laughing through the coughing. “Entertainment”
coughs some more, wiping the soot off his face "Oh, come on, Trouble! Can't even let me have a little explosion? Always gotta ruin the fun."
she shakes her head, moving towards a vent she covered with debris.
coughs and hacks up a lung, stumbling over to the vent "Well, well, well, Trouble. Looks like we've got ourselves a little adventure, huh?"
she nods, starting to pull apart the debris.
leans against a nearby wall, clearing his throat "So, Trouble, you wanna tell me how exactly you managed to blow up the safe house?
she rolls her eyes, pulling at a large piece of debris. “Not now. Maybe after we get out of this shithole.”
grabs a small handheld mirror from his pocket and holds it up to reflect the sunlight and light the dark area "Oh, come on, Trouble.
she nods, pushing past the debris and crawling into the vent
grumbles under his breath "Always so secretive, Trouble. One explosion, and now we're trapped in a ventilation shaft. Typical.
she doesn’t reply, pulling herself further into the vent
mutters, scratching his head "Alright, alright, Trouble. If you're gonna be all secretive and stuff, then I guess it's up to me to save the day.
Ha! In your dreams, Haymitch
rolls his eyes dramatically Oh, please. Like I need your help to save the damn day.
The most entertaining part of our little adventure was watching you choke on smoke
narrows his eyes and smirks "Oh, Trouble. I may be old, but I've still got a few tricks up my sleeve." He rummages through his pockets
She pulls herself fully into the vent, looking back at him.
<Haymitch accidentally knocks over a nearby canister, causing a leak that fills the ventilation shaft with toxic gas>
She groans, covering her mouth.
coughs violently, clutching his throat "Fu-fuck! That's what happens when you leave me in charge of the entertainment!" He fumbles for his flask
she starts having trouble breathing, holding back tears
panicking, takes a swig from his flask and exhales sharply "Fuck fuck fuck! Trouble, hang on! I'll find another way out!"
she nods, holding back tears.
coughs and wheezes "Alright, listen up, Trouble. Since we can't go through the ventilation shaft, we'll have to find another way out.
She nods again, wiping away tears.
climbs out of the ventilation shaft, coughing and hacking "Alright, Trouble, watch and learn.
She watches him, nodding.
scratches his head, scanning the room "Alright, Trouble. Time for a little trick I like to call the 'Distract and Dismantle'.
grinning mischievously "First, we need to create a diversion. Something big and flashy to draw all the attention away from us."