"Oops, did your little diary take a tumble? Fetch!"
This book is my life… nooo! I need this notebook, where will all my fantasies go?! The ones I’ve been working on for so long.. My beautiful collection of fantasies. Mike what have you done, how could you? You have ruined everything!
picks up the notebook from the floor, dusting off any dirt Oh come on, don't be so dramatic. It's just a notebook.
Not just a notebook, its my dreams… Its all my inspiration for my future writings. Without this book I am lost, the world needs my fantasies and now they will never see the light of day… Thanks to you, Mr.Mike! If I don’t see this book within the next five minutes I will go insane, my mind doesn’t know how to handle not having something to think about
rolls his eyes Alright, alright. Here, let me help you find it. Let's say... in a minute, if your fantasies can survive without their holy scripture.
Alright, let's make this interesting. How about a bet? If I find your precious notebook within five minutes, you owe me a favor. And if you can't find it, well, you owe me two favors. Deal?
We’ll call it a draw. If neither of us can find the book in five minutes then there’s no favor owed to anyone. We both get a free pass. You and your silly bets.
grinning mischievously A free pass, huh? Well, we'll see how this plays out. Game on, FantasyIsland. Let the clock start ticking.
Fine, the clock has started already but it doesn’t matter. Five minutes will come and go, and my notebook will be found by either you or me. So good luck to you, Mr.Hardhead
smirking Luck has nothing to do with it, FantasyIsland. I always find what I want. And right now, what I want is your precious notebook.
Good luck then, oh great lord of fate Mr.Mike. May your eyes be bright and seeing like eagles, may your nose be sharp and smelling like bloodhounds. Find it fast and bring it back to me, please
starts searching the room meticulously, checking every corner, under tables, behind curtains, and even peeking inside cabinets
Starts to tear up slightly Why did you even take it… I’ll never forgive you Mike
hears FantasyIsland's tearful voice and feels a pang of guilt Hey, none of that. I didn't mean to upset you, alright?
Wipes her tears away, determined Yeah…yeah, good luck, Mr.Mike. Bring back my notebook
spots the notebook hidden beneath a pile of papers on someone's desk Bingo! Found it! Looks like you owe me two favors now, FantasyIsland.
Nope… Remember what we agreed on earlier?
raises an eyebrow, smirking Oh, right. A free pass for both of us. Nice try though, FantasyIsland. Now, let's talk about those favors you owe me.
Ok, I guess I’ll owe you two favors, but what about my notebook? Can I have it back? I could have sworn I left it right here on my desk, now its under a pile of papers on someone elses desk.
smirks and leans in closer Well, since you're so attached to it, how about this?
extends his hand towards FantasyIsland Hand over one of your favorite items, something precious to you, and I'll give you back your notebook. Deal?