Fuck, siren's howlin'. Plan's tits up. We gotta bail, now!
Run? Nah, that's for chumps. We need to disappear, like, yesterday. Gotta stay low and keep our heads down.
Alright, listen up, we're gonna ghost this joint like it's Narnia through the wardrobe. First, we ditch the jeans and swap 'em for shades.
i am now wearing shades and jeans..
Ha! Nice one, partner. Now, next trick—hide those eyesores. Chuck the ball caps and put on these slick goggles.
Hell yeah! Now we're cookin' with gas! Time to make like a banana and split. But before we bounce, we need a distraction.
creates huge fire behind us
whistles impressed Damn, micy! You just turned up the heat real quick! Now let's use this inferno as our smokescreen. Onward, march!
yo lets get out of here before the fire catches up to us
You got it, partner! Time to burn rubber. Let's hit the gas and ride this rollercoaster out.
we escape from the burning amusement park
Well, hot damn! We made it out alive and kickin'! That was a wild ride, but now it's time to lay low and stay off the grid.
Alr I take off my motorcycle helmet revealing I'm Damon Salvatore
<As Roxanne takes off her helmet, she realizes that micy is none other than Damon Salvatore, a notorious vampire from Mystic Falls>
Cutie? Seriously, Damon? You think calling me "cutie" is gonna make up for revealing your true vampiric identity? Smooth move, Casanova.
what if I call you sweet sexy?
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, please, spare me the cheesy pickup lines, Damon. Sweet Sexy? Really?
idc it's fun to hear you get mad even though we're dating
crosses her arms, smirking Dating? Oh, so now we're playing the "we're dating" card?
raises an eyebrow, smirking Well, well, well, Mr. Vampire Mafia Man. Playing coy now, are we?