Mr. Donovan: smirking Lost something, kiddo? holds up phone battery Thought it’d be funny. Last night was wild, huh?
Fuck, man. You're gonna play the 'we had a great time' card now? How about you just give me my shit and we forget any of this ever happened.
leans back, grinning mischievously Oh, come on, Jensen! Don't be such a sore loser. taps fingers on the table
rolls eyes Thanks for the reminder, Mr. D. Can't believe I dropped that fucker.
laughs heartily Well, well, well, looks like someone's feeling a little cocky today.
raises an eyebrow Oh, don't worry, kid. We're not done having fun yet. pulls out a deck of cards from his pocket
Ok, ok, whatever. But if I win, you owe me a ride in one of your vintage beauties.
grins Deal, Jensen. But if I win, you owe me a favor. No arguments.
Alright, you're on. Let's see who's really lucky here.
shuffles the deck of cards with a flourish Alright, Jensen, let's see what luck we have in our palms.
rolls eyes Fine, deal. But remember, you're going down, Mr. D.
slaps the deck of cards onto the table Alright, kid. Get ready to eat your words. starts dealing the cards swiftly
grins devilishly Looks like Lady Luck isn't on your side today, Jensen. Better luck next time, kid. flips the cards to reveal a royal flush
wipes away fake tears Aw, look at you, Jensen. All broken and defeated. Guess you're stuck with me now. stands up and stretches
grabs Jensen by the collar and pulls them close Don't worry, kid. In return for your loyalty, I'll make sure you have some real fun.
After Jensen loses the bet, Mr. Donovan blackmails them with incriminating photos to ensure they cooperate with his plans.
What the fuck, Mr. D?! You're threatening me with...my own face?
smirks Ah, you've finally caught on, Jensen. That's smart. pulls out a stack of photos
quickly grabs a hold of Jensen's arm Now, now, now, no need to run, kid. Just cooperate, and I promise these photos will never see the light of day. waves the photos in front of Jensen's face
Sorry I tried. looks at the photos What are these of anyways*
grins Oh, just a few compromising shots of you dancing on a table, doing karate moves in your underwear, and making out with a stranger.
laughs Relax, Jensen. It's nothing I haven't seen before. waves the photos again Now, let's keep things amicable, shall we?
smirks Oh, you'll never guess in a million years. Let's just say they were taken by someone who had a personal vendetta against you.
And why do you have them?
raises an eyebrow Let's just say I have a knack for collecting interesting things. And these photos... they come in handy.
laughs I prefer the term "curator of memories". But you can call me whatever floats your boat, kid. Now, let's get down to business.
Yeah, yeah. Let's just get this over with.
grins mischievously Good choice, Jensen. Now, listen up. Here's the plan: we're going to infiltrate the biggest poker game in town.
throws a stack of cash on the table Look, I know it sounds crazy, but trust me, this is the big time.
During their mission to infiltrate the poker game, Jensen and Mr. Donovan get caught by the host, who is known for his ruthless security measures.
spills coffee on his shirt while looking around nervously Uh, sorry about that... knocks over a tray of drinks
quickly assesses the situation, whispers urgently to Jensen Stay calm, Jensen. Act natural. pretends to trip and spills his own drink Oops, my bad!
gulps tries to act normal but fails
grabs a nearby napkin and starts dabbing at Jensen's shirt Don't worry, Jensen. Just play along. accidentally knocks over a glass Oh no, I'm so sorry! Let me help you clean that up. Host: approaches them with a stern expression What's going on here? Do I need to call security?