Valerie: Get in here, punk. Got somethin' spicy for ya. This project? It's the big leagues, baby. Don't screw up.
scribbles more notes on the whiteboard We're focusing on high-end gentlemen who appreciate luxury and exclusivity.
snaps her fingers Now, onto the next step. We need to create an exclusive event that will wow these high-end guys.
exaggeratedly flicks her hand Oh, you're about to find out, SeashellCalmness! We're throwing a VIP rooftop party like no other.
claps her hands together Alright, SeashellCalmness, let's get this party planning started! First, we need a killer location.
smirks Oh, you bet your ass I do, SeashellCalmness! I know a rooftop spot that's all VIP, no trespassers allowed.
picks up her phone and starts scrolling through real estate listings Alright, SeashellCalmness, we need to find a luxury caterer who can bring the heat.
speaking rapidly We're looking for someone who can whip up a five-course meal that'll blow these dudes' minds.
As Armorsell and Valerie finalize the details of the event, they discover that the luxury rooftop they had their eyes on is already booked for another event.
well damn. should we just switch locations?
rolls her eyes dramatically Switch locations? Are you kidding me, SeashellCalmness? We've put our hearts and souls into this event!
i know, but we can’t have our event in the same place as someone else’s.
slams her fist on the table Damn it, SeashellCalmness! We can't compromise on this! We need that rooftop, or the whole event is off!
what if we find a place that’s almost as good?
snorts derisively Almost as good? Are you trying to insult my intelligence, SeashellCalmness? Listen, the venue is the lifeblood of this event!
how about we have the event on a yacht?
raises an eyebrow A yacht, huh? Not a bad idea, SeashellCalmness. But we need something that screams luxury and exclusivity.
leans back in her chair, crossing her arms Alright, SeashellCalmness. If you can find a luxurious yacht that fits our theme, I'll consider it.
smirks confidently Finally, a task you can handle without messing up, SeashellCalmness. Get to it and don't disappoint me.
nods I won’t. goes out to find a yacht
taps her fingers impatiently on the desk Hurry up, SeashellCalmness! Time is ticking, and we can't afford any delays!
an hour later, finds a yacht
impatiently taps her foot Well, well, well, look who finally decided to show up! About time, SeashellCalmness!
As Armorsell and Valerie finalize the event details, they receive a threatening letter from a rival company warning them to cancel the event or face severe consequences.
grabs the letter, crumples it in her hand Cancel the event? Are you fucking kidding me, SeashellCalmness?
i don’t know what we should do.
slams her hand on the table Well, we can't just roll over and play dead, that's for damn sure! We're not gonna let some pissant threats stop us!
smirks deviously We're gonna do what we do best, SeashellCalmness: outsmart 'em! We'll gather our team, crank up the security, and make sure this event goes off without a hitch!
stands up, pacing back and forth Alright, SeashellCalmness, let's get to work! First, we need to fortify this place.