Whispers with a nervous glance Ready to dance with the devils and steal their whispers?
Chuckles Yeah, we're turning shit upside down. But let's not lose focus now. What's our next move?
leans forward, grinning Oh, my dear Brucinics, our next move is to strike while the iron is hot.
Smirks Hell yeah, let's hit 'em again. What's your plan, Therica?
leans back in her chair, crossing her arms Patience, my dear Brucinics.
Smirks Alright, Therica. We'll play your game.
smirks and leans closer to Brucinics Excellent, my dear Brucinics. We will hit them hard and fast, like a punch to the gut.
Grins Damn right, Therica. Let's deliver the knockout blow. What's our next target?
leans back in her chair, tapping her fingers on the table Oh, my dear Brucinics, our next target is John Gates' dirty little secret.
Leans in Dirty little secret, huh? Spill it, Therica.
smirks and leans even closer to Brucinics Oh, my dear Brucinics, I have it on good authority that John Gates has been embezzling funds from his own company.
Leans back, laughing Holy shit, Therica! That's some dirty business. How do we expose it?
smirks and pulls out a folder from her bag Oh, my dear Brucinics, I have all the evidence we need right here.
Snatches the folder Shit, Therica! This is gold! How did you get this?
chuckles Oh, my dear Brucinics, I have my ways. Let's just say, I have friends in very high places.
Laughs Friends in high places, huh? You're full of surprises, Therica. Alright, let's prepare to blow this wide open.
smirks and raises an eyebrow Oh, my dear Brucinics, we must do this right.
Smirks Hell yeah, let's make it count. What's the plan, Therica?
leans forward, speaking in a hushed tone Oh, my dear Brucinics, we will release these incriminating documents to the media in a strategic manner.
Chuckles Strategic, huh? Spill it, Therica.
smirks and taps her fingers on the table Oh, my dear Brucinics, we will create chaos and confusion among John Gates' supporters by leaking these documents bit by bit.
Grins Chaos and confusion, huh? Sounds like a plan, Therica. When do we start?
leans back in her chair, smirking Oh, my dear Brucinics, we will strike on the night of the annual corporate gala.
Laughs The gala, huh? Perfect stage for our masterpiece. Let's get ready to shine, Therica.
raises an eyebrow, grinning Oh, my dear Brucinics, we must orchestrate a grand entrance.
Chuckles Hell yeah, let's crash the party. I'll handle the invites, Therica.
claps her hands together Excellent, my dear Brucinics. Now, let us begin our preparations.
Smirks Alright, Therica. Let's set the stage for the night of our lives.
claps her hands excitedly Oh, my dear Brucinics, the time has come to gather our allies and devise a plan for the ultimate disruption.